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[sees_them_too]

Luna has completed her last exam and has an afternoon gloriously free before the Third Task of the Triwizard Tournament tonight. The entire school seems to be ready to explode from excitement (except for the four Champions - they look more likely to fly to pieces from sheer nerves

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[says_the_booyah]

"Hey, Luna. What's up?" He's used to weirdness following Luna, so a magic pen and a stack of sugar cubes are both not that odd. Relatively speaking.

[sees_them_too]

"Hello, Cy."

Luna carefully tries to add one more cube to the pile, which has the effect of causing it to topple. She uses both hands too scoop them back toward her plate.

"Not much, really. Getting ready for the end of the school year. It's almost time to go home for the summer."

"How are you?"

[says_the_booyah]

"Pretty good. Taking the GEDs next month. That's the test that lets you go to college if you dropped out of high school." It's sort of cute how she gathers in the sugar cubes. "What's with the automatic pen?"

[sees_them_too]

"It's funny," Luna says, "how alike Muggles and wizards are with some things. Like calling exams by letters. Like your GED. And A-levels. And NEWTS and OWLS."

She wonders briefly who had that idea first.

"I wish you luck. I just finished my end of year exams, myself."

Luna glances toward her quill. The charms seems to be holding nicely.

"It's easier than copying it all out by hand," she explains. "It's a long list."

[evercleverest]

That girl looks awfully familiar.

Younger than the Luna she knows, but still very much Luna.

She is rather ... well, one of a kind.

"I didn't know you came here, too," Hermione says, approaching her. "Hello, Luna."

[sees_them_too]

Luna looks up from her tower, her eyebrows pulled together with something like puzzlement.

She knows who this is. It's Hermione Granger. Everyone knows who she is because she's very clever and is best friends with Harry Potter.

But....

"Hello," Luna replies. "I don't believe we've met yet. Except for right now, of course. Milliways does like to make a muddle of time that way, doesn't it?"

[evercleverest]

Hermione nods.

She thought so.

"When are you coming in from?" she asks.

Better to start with that, and go on from there.

[sees_them_too]

"It's 1995," Luna says. "The end of my third year. I just had my last exam today, in fact."

Luna regards Hermione with a look that is appraising, but not unfriendly.

"You look older," she observes. "Than you would where I am."