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The days when she had to run errands were usually the most dull, which was never good for Luna.
Due to herΒ βmedicine,β she could find herself getting sleepy if her work wasnβt stimulating enough, and what were errands besides monotonous activities? Find the plant or potion ingredient or grooming tool, purchase said item, move onto the next one on the list. She would often find her eyes closing for a few moments whenever she needed to wait in line to buy things, shaking herself awake and doing her best to focus on the task at hand.
She had barely made it through her latest purchase when she walked out to Diagon Alley and saw a familiar face.
Neville hadnβt expected to spend more than twenty minutes out before heading back home, this was supposed to be little more than a quick trip out to pick up one thing before heading home and spending his rare but cherished free day tending to the new plants he had picked up earlier that week.Β
At the sight of Luna however, his plans for a quiet afternoon quickly changed for something he became instantly more excited about and he picked up his pace trying to catch up with his friend before he lost her to the hustle and bustle of Diagon Alley.
βLuna!β He called out, feet quickening to what could nearly be described as a run before catching up to her. βI didnβt expect to run into you here.β
