
Rona (Rolf Scamander/Luna Lovegood)
 Luna had always felt trapped. Years she'd been crushed beneath the bullying of her peers. In self protection, she grew stand-offish. Let no one get close to her. It's hard to be hurt when you don't care what anyone thinks or does. So how did this boy, this tiny Hufflepuff, worm his way into her acknowledgment?
 Was it the way he never looked in anyone's eyes? The way he seemed to believe her when no one else did about the narggles and wackspurt?
 Luna wasn't sure. All Luna knew is that when she saw some older kids picking on the small boy, making fun of his pink pygmy puff, she couldn't stand for it. That was her Puff and nobody, nobody, was allowed to break what was Luna's. And if maybe Rolf actually talked to her afterward, well, that was only fair, right? Luna could hope at least.