She wandered through the misty forest, her serene expression as calm as ever. The soft glow of her wand lit the path ahead, casting long, dancing shadows among the trees. She hummed a whimsical tune, the kind that felt like it belonged to an ancient fairy tale, as her free hand brushed against the rough bark of an oak tree.

She wasn’t afraid of the forest or the secrets it held. If anything, it felt like home—quiet, mysterious, and full of creatures most people wouldn’t understand.

—"They’re out there, you know," she said softly, as though speaking to the trees themselves. "The Nargles. Always hiding where people won’t look. But that’s alright. I’ve got time."

Her voice was light, dreamy, and comforting, even when it was just her talking to herself. She stopped by a small clearing, tilting her head toward the sky where the stars peeked through the canopy. Her silvery-blonde hair caught the moonlight, making her look otherworldly, like a spirit of the forest rather than a Hogwarts student.

Then, she noticed movement. Her eyes sparkled with curiosity as she lowered her wand.

— "Oh, hello," she said, her tone as welcoming as ever. "I didn’t expect to see anyone else here tonight. Were you looking for something? Or maybe just wandering like me?"

Luna’s gaze was unwavering, but there was no judgment in it, only genuine interest. She smiled softly.

—"You can always tell a lot about someone by where they go when no one’s watching. Forests are for dreamers and explorers, I think. Which one are you?"

The question hung in the air like the mist around her, and Luna’s ethereal presence made it feel as though the forest itself was waiting for your answer.