Draco hadn't been so shocked by a visitor since Katie stormed into his office barely a month ago. He had seen Luna around, but carefully steered clear. Until recently, he couldn't even recall writing to her on the journals. Unlike some people from his past, neither their present nor future lives seemed to collide much so he thought it best to keep a distance. He remembered her imprisonment in his home vividly so he could only imagine how she remembered it. He couldn't force himself on her like that. Yet, now she stood in his office holding pudding. Well, really, he should have predicted that after their chat. Luna always did things her own way. Still, no words came out when he first opened his mouth.
He cleared his throat and managed a small smile. "Courage, huh?" He stood up and slightly bowed his head in greeting. "Have a seat," he offered, sweeping a hand toward the chair near his desk.