Dear Daddy,

Hogwarts is nice so far. I got sorted into Ravenclaw, just like you and Mum were! I haven't made many friends yet, but it's only the second day. There's a boy in my year that's been nice, though, his name is Simon, I think. We're eating breakfast together right now – see the little juice stain? I accidentally knocked over a cup.

Also, there's a Slytherin boy in my year named Roger Greyback. His last name sounds familiar; do you know why? Everyone else seemed to know. He's kind of scary, but he doesn't seem that bad. He glared at me when we tried to go through a narrower doorway at the same time, but then his friend pulled him back. His friend is a gentleman.

Anyway, I should eat so I can get some food in me before our first class! It's Transfiguration with the Gryffindors. Me and Simon are going to go early so we can get good seats.

Your loving daughter,

Luna

She attached the letter to the owl that had been waiting oh so patiently at their table. She smiled at it as it flew away. Simon looked at her. "Were you writing to your dad?" he asked. Luna nodded. "My parents would be a little scared if I sent them an owl."

"Why?"

"They're… uh… they can't do magic," he said lamely. Luna nodded.

"They're muggles!" she said.

"Yeah," he said. They finished in silence and grabbed their bags. "Ready?"

"Yep!" Luna said, following him out of the Great Hall. They weren't quite sure where the Transfiguration classroom was, but that's why they'd eaten early and quickly. They'd finished just as most people were heading in to eat.

That Greyback boy – Roger – and his friend rushed past them, knocking Simon over. They didn't bother to say sorry, and Luna would've called after them, but she decided that she should help Simon. His bag hadn't been fully fastened and had spilled out everywhere. Luna kneeled down and helped him pick up his books.

"Thank you," he said. Luna smiled at him, and he looked away, flushing. "We should probably get going."

Though they were later than they'd originally wanted, they were still among the first ones there. They took a seat near the front of the class, but next to the window just because. "What do you think this class will be like?" Simon hissed. Luna shrugged. "And we're with Gryffindors! What are Gryffindors like?"

"Daddy says they're all crazy," Luna said. "Harry Potter's a Gryffindor."

"Who's Harry Potter?"

Everyone in the room stopped their conversations and stared at Simon. A blonde Gryffindor girl was the first to speak. "Did you just ask 'who's Harry Potter?'"

Simon shifted uncomfortably, slowly turning red. "Um. Yes," he murmured. "I… I only knew that magic existed when my letter was delivered."

The blonde girl lifted her chin, looking extremely arrogant. "Harry Potter is only the savior of the entire wizarding world. He defeated… he defeated You-Know-Who twice, once when he was only a baby. And he's in my house."

"Who's You-Know-Who?" Simon asked. The girl looked at him like he was an idiot and scoffed before turning away.

"And he's a Ravenclaw?" was clearly heard before the class returned to separate conversations. Simon was beet red.

"It's okay," Luna said. "Muggles couldn't have known about You-Know-Who. I heard his head was full of Wrackspurts, anyway."

She meant for this to make him feel better, but instead he just looked sadder. "Are Wrackspurts another thing everyone knows about?" he asked. Luna shook her head.

"Everybody thinks me and my daddy are crazy when we talk about them," she said. Simon looked at her, finally losing his depressed look.

"People at home think I'm crazy, too! I wonder when class is going to start…" he said, switching the subject suddenly. Just as he said that, a bright-haired Gryffindor bounded into the room, breathless.

"It's Ginevra Weasley," Luna said quietly. She stood up, waving. "Hello, Ginevra!"

Ginevra turned red and waved back, taking a seat near the blonde Gryffindor girl that had made fun of Simon. "Do you know her?" Simon asked. Luna nodded.

"We were in a compartment together on the train. She has six older brothers," Luna said. Simon was obviously impressed with this fact. "I think she might be my friend someday."

The woman that had conducted the sorting walked into the room and scanned the class. "We've still got a few missing, I see," she said. With a sigh, she turned into a tabby cat and leaped up onto her desk. Luna heard Simon gasp, and couldn't help but be impressed, too. Daddy had tried to be a… what was the word… well, a person that could turn into an animal, too, but he'd gotten too busy with work to finish. This woman was obviously very skilled.

A few moments later, a Gryffindor boy and a few Ravenclaw girls burst into the classroom. "Thank God we're not late!" one of the girls said. Luna tried and failed to remember her name. She couldn't remember any of these people's names, except Simon of course, and Ginevra. And Roger Greyback, but he wasn't in this class, so he didn't matter.

She wondered if he remembered her name. Probably not. He probably only remembered his own name and his friend's name.

She shook her head free of distracting thoughts just as the professor shifted back into a human. Everyone gasped, even the blonde Gryffindor girl that was so well versed in magic. "Please take your seats," she said. "Now, I am Professor McGonagall. Before we start, I must warn you. Transfiguration is some of the most complex and dangerous magic you will learn at Hogwarts. Anyone caught messing around in my class will leave and not come back."

Luna looked at Simon. He looked a little anxious. She wondered if anyone would get kicked out. Probably when the Slytherins had it, one of them would. Maybe Roger Greyback would. He didn't seem like he cared about rules very much.

She'd started to daydream again, hadn't she? Everyone else had started to take notes. She hurriedly began to scribble what Professor McGonagall was saying on a piece of parchment, glancing up every now and then.

After Transfiguration was History of Magic with the Hufflepuffs. It was incredibly boring, and Luna decided that if she really needed to know this, she'd read about it sometime. Maybe Simon would lend her the notes he was taking. He seemed to be the only one that wasn't sleeping, daydreaming, or flat out ignoring Professor Binns. He actually looked like he was enjoying himself.

When Luna asked him about it at lunch, he gave her a shy smile and said something about liking history. Luna thought that history wasn't really good for anything – it was always better to live in the present, but she didn't tell Simon this, because Simon had actually looked happy in History of Magic.

After more classes – none with the Slytherins at all; when were they going to get to be in a class with the Slytherins? – it was finally time for the school day to end. Luna only had a little work to do, and she finished it quickly in the common room.

"I'm a bit bored," she remarked to Simon. Simon nodded. He was browsing their Potions textbook. They had their first Potions class tomorrow, Luna remembered. With the Slytherins, no less! She wondered if Roger was any good at Potions.

She also wondered why she was thinking about him so much. Maybe she'd get a letter back from her father, soon, and then she'd know.

"Can I sit down with you?"

Luna looked up. A very fat boy with glasses was standing in front of them. Simon looked up and smiled at the boy, glancing at Luna. Luna nodded, seeing no reason not to. "My name is-"

"Piggy," a tall, fair-haired boy said, passing the group. "His name's Piggy, and he can't do anything 'on account of his ass-mar.'"

Piggy went red. "That's Bill," he muttered. "He's not very nice."

"I'm Simon," Simon said. "And this is Luna."

"Hello, Piggy!" Luna said, smiling. She'd have to write to Daddy to tell him that she'd gotten another new friend. And maybe tell him about Ginevra.

Luna: *writes* Roger's friend is a gentleman.

Maurice: *knocks over Simon*

Yeah, I totally forgot that Luna wrote that until I finished the chapter. :P So we'll just have contradictory Maurice.

Okay, so, thanks for the reviews – I really appreciate them. :D