Luna had taken the love potion on a Tuesday. It was now Saturday morning and she has shown relatively few symptoms. She may have been a bit more giggly and girlish than usual, but other than that Neville hadn't noticed anything out of the ordinary. He didn't really have to spend much more time with her than he normally would have. He watched her during meals, most of which she spent at the empty end of the Ravenclaw table with a book. He even spent a few hours with her each evening in the library. Despite all their "alone-time" Neville had barely spoken two words to Luna, but it would have to be different tonight. He was going to Hogsmede with her.

Neville felt as though he was choking in every shirt he had put on. Everything he owned was either too short, too baggy, to tight or just plain ugly. "Where did I put that money Gran gave me for new cloths?"

Neville thought to himself as he began tearing apart his trunk in search for the galleons.

"Whatcha' looking for Neville?" Harry asked from across the room.

"The money Gran sent me for clothes, I thought I'd buy some while I was in Hogsmede tonight and I--"

Harry had thrown something hard and metallic at Neville's head.

"Oh, sorry." Harry tried to contain a snigger. "You gave it to me because you thought you might loose it."

"Oh, well great." Neville noticed that Harry was also trying on every piece of clothing he owned. "Who are you going to Hogsmede with?"

"Well, there's a group of us...Ron, Hermione, Ginny and I."

"Oh, so a double date?"

"Umm...not exactly." Harry had chosen a shirt and tucked his wand into his pocket. "Have fun Neville! I'll see you at dinner!"

"Hmm...he certainly left in a hurry." Neville thought to himself as he chose a pair of black trousers and a button down shirt. "One button undone...or two?" He checked and rechecked his reflection in the mirror. "Oh come on! It's just Luna! One button will do...though two definitely looks...Oh forget it!"

He made his way down the stairs to the entrance hall where students were already lined up to go to Hogsmede.

"Hello Neville!" Luna said as she made her way over to Neville. He noted that she was wearing a rather low-cut dress, as his gaze glued it's self to her chest. "Maybe two buttons wasn't such a bad idea..." Neville thought as he undid another button on his shirt.

"So...was there anything you wanted to do?" Luna asked Neville after they had gotten into town.

"Well...I was actually hoping that we could stop by the clothes shoppe. It won't take very long—"

"Wonderful! My best bra just went missing last week and I—"

"Excuse me?"

"Oh!" Luna giggled "A bra! It's this contraption meant to hold up my—"

"Luna! I know what one is...I just thought you'd rather shop for one of...those with your friends" Neville felt his cheeks grow hot.

"You are my friend, Neville."

"Well...I mean your girl friends..."

"Oh nonsense. We're here now aren't we?" Luna pointed towards the sign 'Madam Malkiens; cloths for all occasions, Magical and Muggle!'

Neville reluctantly went into the store, and was very pleased when Luna wandered off to the ladies section by herself. Not that he wasn't interested in what she picked...he just didn't like the idea of trying on trousers while in that state of mind.

Neville roamed rack upon racks of cloths, he picked out two pairs of jeans, held them up to make sure they fit, then moved on to the dress slacks where he did the same. He also found a few button up shirts in nice neutral earth tones. He briefly thought about getting some new underwear...but quickly decided that he didn't really feel quite as bold as Luna was.

"Is that what you chose?" Luna asked, as she made her way back toward Neville.

"Yes. I don't think I need anything else..."He double checked his pile as he made his way to the counter.

"Well, I meant the style of cloths. Don't you want something a little less...blah?"

"Blah?"

"Yes, blah. Did you see this?" Luna pointed towards what appeared to be a particularly fluffy pink flamingo, but upon closer inspection was actually a particularly fluffy pink sweater.

"Umm...no. I don't really think—"

"Well, what about these?"

"Well, I've never really cared for leather..."

"Okay...well this shirt is very nice..." Luna indicated a loose button up shirt that seemed very normal, but down at the very bottom was a moving pattern of waves crashing on rocks, and seagulls flying all around. Neville stared, transfixed at the sight.

"Well...maybe I could get that one." Neville said after some time.

"Wonderful! Let's go try it on..."

"Oh, I don't really see the point in that. I'm sure a large will fit..."

"You have to try on everything when you buy it. Otherwise it might be uncomfortable."

'That's sound enough logic' Neville thought to himself. Though he couldn't help being reminded of all those terrible times when Gran would poke her head into his changing room while he was only half dressed.

Luna pulled him over to the changing rooms. Neville stepped into one and tenuously removed his cloths, replacing them with some of his new finds.

"How are you doing in there Neville? Can I see?" Luna yelled from the other side of the curtain.

"Err...sure." Neville stepped out wearing the fancy shirt Luna had picked and a pair of jeans.

"Oh, the shirt looks wonderful, but the jeans are far too loose. I'll just go get you another pair..."

Neville stepped back into the dressing room and had removed the jeans and had the shirt mostly off when Luna returned.

"What size were those pants?"

"I don't know...let me check. They're a size—"

"Well try these on in any case, I think they'll work much better." Luna stepped inside the changing room.

"Luna! I'm half-naked here!"

"I...what? Oh...so you are." Luna looked for a brief second as though she would giggle, but her face suddenly got very serious. Her eyes widened and her mouth dropped open. Neville was very sure that he had never had a girl look at him like that before, and briefly wondered if he should roam about school in boxer shorts with his shirt hanging open. Neville suddenly began to enjoy Luna's gaze a bit too much.

"Luna? Luna, can I help you?"

"Oh yes. Yes you can."

"Excuse me?" Neville silently cursed as his voice cracked.

Luna coughed. "Oh...um, sorry. Yes, you can try on these pants." She held out another pair of jeans.

"Thanks." Neville took the jeans, but Luna continued to stare at his body. Neville held the jeans in front of him to hide the bulge forming in his boxer shorts. "Umm...maybe you should go."

"Yes, that would be a good idea" She said quickly ash she made her exit.

'Must be the potion. I've never seen her so--' Neville's thought was interrupted by a package of...something flying into the dressing room. 'Underwear?' Neville looked down at the pair he was currently wearing. They had been worn down to the elastic and there were a few rips here and there, but they were otherwise still good... "Luna, I don't really think I need any—"

"But they would look so good on you Neville...please?"

Neville thought about the exact implications of that. 'Well...I suppose one new pair wouldn't hurt...'

After they were both finished at the clothing store Luna and Neville moved on to Honeydukes. Luna insisted that she still didn't care for sweets, though she bought large quantities of Drooble's, several Cicada Crunchies, and a small bag of Peppermint Imps. Then they made a short visit to The Three broomsticks, where Neville ordered a butterbeer and Luna ordered something that came flaming, with extra cocktail onions. The last place they found themselves was in a cozy little outcropping of rocks near the edge of town.

"How did you find this place anyway? It has a lovely view." Neville said through a mouthful of Swedish Fish.

"Mmm...funny you ask!" Luna bit into a Cicada crunchy. "See, on my first trip here I had come with a group of friends...or people I thought were friends until they left me in the middle of the Three Broomsticks. So, I ordered lunch to go and set off to find somewhere to eat it, and I settled on this place. I've been coming here every Hogsmede trip since." Luna smiled.

"Have you ever brought anyone here before?" Neville asked, as he realized just how secluded a spot this was.

"No one has ever wanted to come here before. Though one time I did meet this big, black doggy. I gave him my lunch because he looked much hungrier than I was. I wonder whatever happened to him? He was really quite smart..."

"Don't you have any friends in your house?" Neville interrupted.

"Well, some of the older prefects will occasionally return a book of mine if they find it..."

"So your housemates actually hide your things?"

"Yes. But I don't mind it so much...I find the most interesting places while looking for them. It's a bit like a treasure hunt."

"Oh..." Neville suddenly felt very bad for the young Ravenclaw.

"But I have friends back home. I write to daddy almost every day, and some of Mum's relatives."

"Oh? What does your mum do?"

"I don't really know. I'd like to think she's still dabbling in spell making. She always did love it..."

Neville was completely confused by Luna's response. "You mean you don't know where your mum is?"

"No, I know exactly where she is. She's dead." Luna said as if she were talking about the weather.

"Oh, I'm so sorry..."

"Why?"

"Well...I mean...she's, um...dead." Neville looked pointedly at his shoes.

"Oh, well that's no reason to be sorry. It's not like she's gone forever."

"Oh...well, that's true." Neville felt it best to just agree. "We really should be getting back now..."

As the two made their way back to the main street, Neville wondered if he should ask Luna for help with the gum wrappers. "It's just a dumb roomer" a voice in the back of his head insisted. "The only people that can read them are crackpots and...Luna"

Just as Neville finished his thought, he noticed something very odd. A pair of feet was walking down the street; actually, four pairs of feet...but there were no bodies attached.

"Oh dear...those feet should be careful, someone might step on them!" Luna said with worry as she watched the feet make their way towards the path to the shrieking shack.

Neville had a good idea of who those rogue feet belonged to...and he had a feeling he better do something about it. "Fancy a quick trip to the shrieking shack Luna?"

Neville practically dragged Luna half way to the shrieking shack until they were mostly caught up with the feet. Unfortunately, the shrieking shack seemed to be a popular place that day, rendering the "tap harry on the shoulder and tell him to cover his feet" method useless.

"Don't worry Luna, it's NOT LONG, until we get to the shack, actually it's only about EIGHT FEET ahead! I CAN SEE the BOTTOM of it now!"

"Do you have vision problems Neville? Oh look! The feet have disappeared! Must have run along home..."

"Yes, I suppose they have." Neville briefly wondered what business Ron, Harry, Hermione and Ginny would have in the Shrieking Shack, but then turned his attention back to Luna. "Are you still up for helping me with the Drooble's wrappers?"

"Sure! We can do it right now, in the room of requirement. At least we know Ron and Hermione won't be in there." Luna giggled and began making her way back to the castle.

"What? How did you..." Neville watched as Luna gave him what he thought was an exaggerated wink. "Oh...never mind..."