Luna Lovegood (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} luna_llena) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} vas_captio_rpg, |
"Dentists?" Luna found herself repeating. Well, she did not find herself, as she had not been lost. Okay, yes, she had been lost and still was, at least in regards to knowing where she was in relation to her home. But in fact she was at least not lost in the conversation except that she did not know quite what a dentist was. "Oh!" she exclaimed upon the realization of what the word meant, hopping once in place as if she felt the need to punctuate it. "A Muggle teeth healer."
Hermione's parents had been dentists, she believed. Although, she would have truthfully admitted that the amount of time she had spent alone with the other girl was severely limited. Mostly boiling down to attempting to comfort her during crying jags in girls' lavatories when Ron had upset the bookwormish girl. Most of the information gleaned from such interactions were mostly along the lines of 'Ronald Weasley is a git' and 'I hope he gets eaten by a spider.' Not the most helpful batches of information, not at all.
She nodded her blonde head at the fact that these Jelly Babies, she carefully marked down the proper term in her head, were simply like Bertie Bott's. "Do they come in every flavor, or just in some? Because I did once try a Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Bean, but found that kippers was a taste I did not like." Was difficult to tell whether eating a bean that tasted of meat counted as eating meat.
"I did?" Honestly she could not remember if she had told him specifically if she was from London or not, but seeing as she had never hid it and the journals did pass along a great deal of information, it came as no surprise that he would know. "It was June, 2005, when I was taken." With one finger raised, even as she skip/hopped her way to one of the windowed compartments in the wall with bottle of liquid behind them, Luna was sure to mark the difference. "Wizarding London, not Muggle London."
She peered at the bottles, until she found one that was marked 'tea.' Only to wonder at the windowed door for a moment and cautiously open in. Luna sent a surprised and wondered glance over her shoulder at the Doctor after a bit of icey cold air rushed out and hit her, "It is a door to winter!"