Luna glanced up in surprise as a voice addressed her. She recognized him, of course; Luna knew most of the people who'd gone to school around the same time as her, even if only by sight. She'd spent a lot of time watching people during her school career.
"Hello, Blaise," she greeted him with a smile. "Of course not." Even she couldn't help but wonder what was behind this sudden overture, though. Blaise Zabini had never been known for being friendly, and she was fairly certain she was one of the last people he'd try it with even if the mood struck him.