"Um, hello, Malfoy. Or do you want me to call you Draco?" said Luna hesitantly as she stepped over the threshold of the door, careful not to trip on the Numblerkling vine that Malfoy didn't seem to notice growing there. The room smelt of money. Rich money. And just now, a very nice roast.

"It was really nice of you to invite me to dinner even though we didn't know each other that well in school. So what would you like to catch up on?" she asked, turning to face Malfoy. Suddenly noticing the dinner table set for two, Luna nearly stepped on Malfoy's foot as she took a step back in surprise. "That's nice. The dinner table, I mean. Oh, I'm sorry." she said a little contritely.