Luna pushed open the door to the room of requirement. She had seen Draco enter it earlier but she couldn't help wondering why it didn't disappear when she walked towards it, like it should do.
'Draco?'
Luna walked through the junk filled room, following the sounds of movement to where she assumed would be Draco. He leapt up when he saw her, dropping something in his haste. Luna didn't have chance to see what it was before Draco had pulled her away.
'How did you get in here? No-one should be able to get in.' The fear was evident in his voice but Luna chose to pretend she couldn't hear it.
He released her arm and watched as She surveyed the room, her fingers running along the ridges of dressers and tracing the pattern on an old rusting mirror.
'Maybe it figured out that I had something you required? This room is very clever you know.'
Marching towards her, Draco removed her hand from the mirror and pulled her to look at him, his voice menacing.
'What could you possibly have that I would need?'
Luna looked to be about to say something but she paused, her mouth still half open. Draco watched her puzzled expression as she seemed to study his face for a moment.
'What are you looking at me like that for, Loony?'
Hesitantly, Luna's free hand reached upwards. With her index finger she gently touched Draco's cheek.
'Draco, have you been crying?'
Draco seemed to contemplate denying the obvious for a moment but seemed to decide against it. He dropped Luna's arm and gestured towards the door.
'Get out, Lovegood.'
Luna ignored him and continued to wander around the junk filled room.
'What are you doing in here?' Draco's eyes followed her every move.
'I'm looking for something.'
'Anything in particular?'
'I'll know when I've found it.'
Luna paused beside a large object covered with a sheet.
'You dropped something when I came in, what was it?'
Draco paused next to her, his eyes following hers.
'Do you always as this many questions?' his voice had a kind of relaxed tone, different to the one he had previously used with her.
'Are your answers always this ambiguous?' Their eyes met and Draco noticed that despite it being the first time they had met since the detention incident, her expression was kind.
Being so lost in his thoughts, he had forgotten what Luna had asked so to cover he turned and pulled at the sheet covering the large object in front of them.
Luna's gasp caused him to look away as the sheet fell. He watched her walk forwards as though she was in a trance. Only when she reached out to touch it did Draco realise he had found what he had been looking for.
Luna was running her fingers over the patterns, a distant smile on her face.
'It's beautiful.'
'Yes', Draco replied, a heavy feeling growing in his stomach. 'It is.'