Who: Luna Lovegood and Oliver Wood (and open to others) What: Talking, hanging out, becoming friends. When: Afternoon. Where: Quidditch Pitch. Warnings: None.
Luna skipped as she made her way to the Quidditch pitch. She was a little bored and looking for an occupation of some kind. While the Quidditch pitch was not usually a spot she hung out at, she suddenly thought that she might find interesting creatures there that no one knew about yet.
The pitch was mostly empty, except for a couple of seventh year students that seemed to use this place for a secret date, and a young man Luna had not yet had the pleasure to meet.
She tilted her head and approached him curiously, watching him play alone with a Quaffle.
"Hello," she said in her usual dreamy voice. "I don't think we've met."