"Right, so I was-" Harry suddenly jumped in his seat when a few first-years ran past the door, their bags banging against the wooden door. His face was twisted into grimace, his hands were shaking and cold sweat shinning on his forehead. Now that she took a closer look at the hero, he did look ghastly and out of this world almost."Oh, don't be frightened, Harry, those are just silly first-years," Luna smiled, with her wand shutting the blinds quickly, but her face tuned into a small scowl afterwards. "Although, a few of them could be quite mean now days." She shook her head lightly. "Yeah- I just-" He stammered, running a hand through his hair, making it messier than before.