It surprises her when he catches her -- despite the fact that he catches her all the time, he's always saving her and yet it surprises her all the same. He's always surprising her though, this boy she barely knows and yet finds herself drawn to all the same.

Luna tells her to be careful, he could be the enemy. And he could be, it's true. But she can't help herself, it's like a moth to the flame.

And sometimes, like right now, is touch is so warm and familiar feeling to her she would swear she's known it for a long time. But that's impossible.

She smiles, her face flushing a little in embarrassment and something else.

"I'm fine." She glances down at their feet. "I'm sorry about your books."