"D-Don't tell anyone but I think Hermione is out to get me, I mean, she threatened me, me, in front of the whole school, and, and to think that we were friends-" He looked outraged."-before you chose Ron over her." Luna couldn't help herself, her hand already in her small but endless bag. A gift from Hermione, truly a rare and useful thing, the blonde mustered. "-and she dares- what ? N-No, it wasn't like that. I-I just know that Ron, our Ron, c-can't do things like- like hitting someone or-or-" His eyes were crazy and Luan saw a resemblance of Voldemort in them, it made her uneasy. Potter let out a breathless chuckle, wiping his glasses on his shirt."-he couldn't- can't rape someone, I mean, NO !" Luna stood up at his shout, not feeling safe, but he grabbed her wrist painfully. It looked like he was triggered into a panic attack. "Harry, take a breath and let go of my hand please." But the boy was laughing manically under his nose and Luna now understood clearly what Hermione was talking about. "Harry, you're hurting me, please." She pleaded again, her heart raced and she clenched her hand that was hidden in the bag. Harry gripped her harder and Luna didn't give single fuck whether they were in a moving train or technically in school grounds. Or about her original plan.