"See you around, Luna." Maybe he should have a nickname for her too, but he couldn't think of anything off the top of his head. Draco was right, people really used Veela way too readily. He watched her walk off, amused by how she walked. She really was different. With a shake of his head, he walked back into the compartment, closing the door behind him. "Luna Lovegood, apparently."

And she was an odd one. He let himself fall back into his seat and reached for his bag, so he could get the pastries that had been packed for him out.