You and Luna had been dating for about two months, and it had been nothing if not strange. She always had this sort of dissociated air about her and she spoke in a dreamy tone, but she was also more optimistic than anyone you’d ever met.

You were just walking through the walls of Hogwarts reading a book on greek mythology when you suddenly tripped over your own feet. As you picked up your book and tried to stand up again, the Ravenclaw appeared right in front of you. She offered her hands and a soft smile as she helped you up. “Careful, Love. There might be Nargles down there.”