Sitting on her bedside table, Luna was smiling from the past term that she'd spent in Hogwarts. It had been her home, yes, for almost three years now but she'd never felt so welcomed until her third year. She became closer with Hermione Granger and her mates, the legendary Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley.

She was writing something on her parchment, one she wasn't even sure what about. Her fingers started to move on their own and her mind, filled with thoughts of yesterday. Thoughts of Hogwarts. She was at home, behind her orange frog-printed curtain tied in a ribbon-like manner. The wind was blowing her shoulder-length blonde hair and the Ravenclaw started to whistle while writing. It had been her thing ever since she was a little kid.

She wrote about her friends at Hogwarts. Two of whom were written on the side in bold cursive letters, isolated from the other names..
________________My Hogwarts Bestfriends,
_____________________Hermione Jean Granger
_____________________Ginevra Weasley

She loved them both and she wished they also felt the same way towards her. If only she could read their minds. Oh yeah, she could... SOON.