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[nargleleptic]

I'm feeling better now, and should probably return to classes on Monday. I got into a bit of trouble with Madam Pomfrey for leaving the hospital wing the other day. When I got back the next morning she was sure I had become more ill. She checked my eyes, then sniffed my robes. I've no idea why she asked me if I had wandered into the private

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[snarky_parky]

Erm, Luna... Madam Pomfrey could probably smell the gillyweed on you.

I really don't give a toss what Weasley calls me.

Going where? It isn't creepy, is it?

[nargleleptic]

I figured as much, Pansy, but I hadn't been anywhere near the green houses.

Yes well, it's not very nice of him, is it? Especially since you shared.

I don't know how you define "creepy," Pansy.

[snarky_parky]

Hm. That's an idea... if Madam Pomfrey knows about the greenhouses, then inside them must be... haha, more gillyweed. Well, fuck me. The professors do know how to have a good time. No wonder we didn't get into trouble.

True, but there are worse things than being called such-and-such by so-and-so.

Well, you tell me where you're asking me to go, and I'll tell you if it's creepy.

[nargleleptic]

I suppose they do, perhaps that greenhouse should be looked into more.

There are. Though I do recall you saying that I shouldn't let people walk all over me.

That seems fair enough. Though I don't think concerts are creepy, you might.