To clarify, these oneshots are all out of order. They're just snapshots, though.

I sat down at the Ravenclaw table, despite the fact that most of my friends were Gryffindors. I needed a break from Ginny lusting after Harry and Ron and Hermione fighting sometimes.

"Hello," a voice greeted me.

"Oh, hi, Neville," I said, looking up at him. "How are you?"

"Okay, thanks," he replied.

"I'm glad," I said, looking back at the book I was reading.

"What are you reading?" He asked.

I should have known it was coming, but I was irritable because it really was a good book. "Slytherin and the Chamber of Secrets by Tom Riddle," I said.

"That's good." He shuffled a bit. "Can I sit here?"

"Go ahead." I had already buried my nose in my book and I was long since past caring what Neville wanted or didn't want to do.

He sat down next to me and I could hear him shifting slightly. "Luna," he said.

"Yes?" I asked.

"DoyouthinkHermionewoulddateme?"

"What?" I asked.

"Do you think Hermione would date me?" He asked again, making a conscious effort to be clear.

"I don't know," I said. "I don't think she's interested in having a boyfriend."

I was lying, of course. Hermione was perfectly interested in having a boyfriend if that boyfriend's name started with an 'R' and ended with an 'N.' And I'm not talking about Ren Williams here.

Admittedly, she might do out with him, too.

"Oh," Neville said sadly.

"I'm sorry," I said, patting him on the back. I put my book away and walked to the Gryffindor table, Neville trailing me like a lost puppy. If I wasn't going to get any peace, I might as well be among friends.

"Hey, Luna," Ginny smiled when she saw me.

"Hay is for horses," I shot back.

"So old," Harry groaned. "Think of new lines, Moon."

"I will as soon as you quit Quidditch," I said, hitting him on the shoulder. "And my name isn't Moon!"

"It does—" Hermione started to say, but Ron put his hand over her mouth.

"Please, spare us the lecture," he told her, removing his hand.

"Thanks," Ginny smiled at her brother. "I would hate to have to hit my friend."

I nodded sagely. "And I would hate to have to hit anyone."

Harry ruffled my hair. "Just leave the hitting to Firecracker over here."

"Oi!" Ginny said, sounding remarkably like Ron. Then she hit Harry.

"You're proving his point, you know," I said, taking a bite of my sandwich.

"Honestly, Ronald!" Hermione exclaimed. "How are you not fat?"

I glanced over at them, but it just seemed like normal Hermione grumbling so I ignored it. At least, until I saw Ron's plate. "Wow," I said.

"You have got to be kidding me," Ginny said.

"Are you a man or a pig?" Harry asked, clapping Ron on the shoulder.

"Neither," Ginny said.

"It's almost time for class," I interrupted them.

"Goody two-shoes," Harry laughed.

I rolled my eyes. "Come on, Ginny. Double potions with the Slytherins."

She followed me, looking disgusted. "Bye, you guys."

"Bye," Harry said, Ron and Hermione already too caught up in another argument to notice we were gone.

"Just another day at Hogwarts," I told Ginny.