Luna had been a light in these otherwise dark pockets of his new reality. There were some things as a male he just couldn't help with and so Luna had become like a mother to Hermione. Protecting and nurturing her child as lovingly as any mother could. She showered her, brushed the knots from her hair. With stern "don't you dare question me’ words she had Hermione eating regular meals a few days later. Luna pulled out fresh clothes from Draco’s trunk daily and made Hermione change out of the old grey sweatpants which had induced an hour of tears and begging from Hermione. 