Luna hadn't really been home since she had gotten to St. Mungos. It wasn't good at all. Something had happened and she was pretty sure that he'd had a stroke. The thing was that he was now unconscious and not waking up. They were trying a bunch of magic but nothing had worked yet. All Luna could do was sit by her father and hold his hand and really hope that he was going to wake up soon. She had to believe though, there wasn't any room for doubt that he would be okay.
Hearing a knock at the door, she got up and opened it to find Hermione there. It was nice of her to stop by. In fact it had took her a while to remember that she had needed to take care of the vet hospital and tell people that it was closed. It was then that she realized she hadn't told anyone what happened. Since no one had come to look for her, she wasn't too worried. Of course she didn't know what that said about her friendship with anyone, but that could wait until later.
"Hi Hermione. Please come in," she said, moving back from the door to let her inside. She wasn't really smiling for once. "How are you?"