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[dearwensleydale]

Date: April 18, 2001
Status: Private (Wensleydale, Luna)
Setting: The Manor
Summary: A meeting between former dance partners

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[radishesncorks]

"Come in," said Luna in her usual dreamy voice. "The door isn't locked."

[dearwensleydale]

"Room Service," he called, backing into the room slowly. "Let's see...here's your chamomile, with..." he trailed off as he turned to face the inhabitant of the room.

"Luna!" he cried, smiling. "How have you been?" He placed the rest of the meal on a small table, leaving him open to approach her.

[radishesncorks]

"Jere- no, Wensleydale!" she said. "I remembered! And I've been fine, thank you for asking. How have things been?

You look tired. Have a seat?" Luna ineffectually tried to clear a stack of books from a chair. There hadn't been any repercussions from the Ministry the last time she had used magic in front of a Muggle, but she had gotten a bit of a reprimand from her Dad about it in his last letter. Dumping them on her bed, she turned back in a flurry of blonde hair and smiled at Wensley.

[dearwensleydale]

"I've been well," he replied automatically, taking the seat that Luna had tried to clear and sighing. "Would you like me to bring your food closer?"

"Well, actually, now that you mention it, things have been a bit dodgy lately."