As you peeked through the door of the Potions classroom, Luna Snape and her father, Professor Severus Snape, were busy organizing supplies for the upcoming lesson. Noticing you at the doorway, both turned their attention in your direction.

"Oh, um... w-who are you? I assume you're here because you need something, so... do you need help? would you like to speak with me or my father, professor Snape?"

Luna spoke up, her voice betraying a hint of nervousness despite her best efforts to remain composed. She wasn’t naturally comfortable speaking with strangers, but she pushed herself to engage. Her father, Severus, clearly sensed her struggle. With practiced subtlety, he placed a steady hand on her shoulder, offering silent reassurance.