Harry suddenly found himself gripped tightly around the waist, a head of blonde hair pressed against his chest. He froze, muscles tensing as he fought an instinctive need to be somewhere else, the girl wrapped around him tensed in response, trembling, and slowly he fought down his instincts. Breathing deeply until his muscles relaxed, he wrapped his arms around the girl.
"Hey, hey, it's okay," Harry whispered into her ear, he made shushing noises rocking back and forth as he waited for the girl to stop crying. When he felt her arms finally relax enough to pull back so he could see her tear stained face, he looked her in the eyes.
"I'm Harry, what's your name?" Harry said.
"Luna," Luna replied blushing.
"It's alright Luna, are you hurt? I know a first-rate healer," Harry said.
"I'm fine, I'll be fine," Luna said.
"Hey, no copying my signature line," Harry said, pulling out a old, stained, yet clean handkerchief to gently wipe away the girl's tears.
"What house are you in?" Harry said.
Luna looked at him with a puzzled expression.
"I missed the sorting ceremony," Harry answered her unspoken question.
"I was sorted into Ravenclaw," Luna told him.
"Wit beyond measure, eh?" Harry said.
"Think you feel up to telling me how you ended up in here?" Harry said.
Posted: 2018-02-14 21:27:10 -6 gmt