It took a lot to get Luna upset about anything. It hadn't even made her all that upset that someone had kissed her and run away, and it hurt. Well maybe it hurt a little, but she could have shrugged it off. Except that it was making her think all sorts of things about her life and where it was going. The whole thing had put her off kissing all together. The only part that still hurt about the incident was her hand, when she'd hit the guy in the nose. Luna hadn't really thought about it. He'd laughed, and she'd lashed out. She'd never really done anything like that before.
Alone again with her thoughts, Luna had gone home after the Winter's Carnival and spent time with her father. By the time Monday rolled around, she felt better, but still a bit confused about things. In any case, sitting around seemed boring. Going to find Harry and have lunch with him was a much better idea. She popped over to Diagon Alley after saying goodbye to her dad and soon enough heard her name called. Giving a wave to Harry, she wandered over and smiled back at him. "Sorry if I'm a bit late. Dad kept talking and talking.." she shook her head a bit.
"How are you? Shall we eat?" Anywhere was really okay by her. She wasn't picky.