3. The Request

                                    

                                          
The next morning, when Anya and Luna went down to their common room, they smiled as they witnessed the humming sound of dozens of students getting ready for their day and waiting on their friends to go get breakfast. For a moment, it was like they were on their 3rd year again, all her older friends still at Hogwarts and nothing to worry about but their classes and Quidditch. 
                          
They made their way downstairs, trying to predict which of their classes they'd have that day. When they reached the Great Hall, they made their way to Ravenclaw's table and sat right next to Ari and Ginny, who were already there, drinking pumpkin juice. That same morning, they had read an announcement just outside the entrance of the Great Hall that proclaimed that students were to be seated at any table, except during dinner, since the extreme antagonism between houses (specially Gryffindor and Slytherin) was what made some students turn against Hogwarts the year before. 
                          
"Morning everyone!" Luna exclaimed, a warming smile on her face. She looked at her three friends and noticed something odd. "Are you okay, Ginny?"
                          
Ginny was frowning and violently spreading butter over her toast. Her hair wasn't as neat as it usually was and her stare was fixed on that task.
                          
"Woah, calm down Gin; what has that poor piece of toast ever done to you?" Anya said jokingly, as she removed her plate from her friend. "You're not to be trusted around butter apparently; don't worry though, I'll take that toast from you, for your own sake." She then proceeded to take a huge bite and beamed at her friend.
                          
"She's just grumpy because she didn't have the most peaceful awakening," Ari added while grinning. He wasn't taken aback by Ginny's glare. "Fred hired the ghost orchestra to act as her alarm this morning. Trumpets and all."
                          
Ari and Anya couldn't hold back her laughter and some of the other students looked at them, curiously. But Ginny was now holding onto her fork with an excessive amount of strength as she stared down at the two of them. Luna, however, placed a strand of her gorgeous red hair behind her ear and gently hugged her from the side.
                          
"Ow, I'm really sorry, Gin; I can accompany you back to your dormitory later this afternoon if you need to get some more sleep," she said, staring into her mesmerizing eyes.
                          
Ginny just smiled back at her, feeling all her anger melt away, and looked into her eyes for a few seconds, before kissing her forehead and muttering "thank you, Loony".
                          
Just then, Professor Flitwick walked behind them, handing out their schedules. They quickly grabbed them, eager to see what their classes for the day would be.
                          
"Well, it's not too bad," Anya said after a long pause where everyone was reading their own. "Potions, Care of Magical Creatures, Defence Against the Dark Arts and Astronomy today."
                          
"Ugh, I have a three-hour History of Magic class," Ginny sighed, putting down her schedule. "At least we'll see each other in Astronomy and Defence Against the Dark Arts." 
                          
"Don't be too sad, Gin, we share most classes just as the previous years," Ari added with a smile. That seemed to cheer her up a bit. 
                          
They were interrupted when Flitwick cleared his throat. "Rodríguez, the Headmistress wants to see you in her office before your first class today."
                          
The four of them frowned, wondering what could McGonagall want from Anya the first day back.
                          
"Oh, someone's got in trouble already? Were you snogging Marcus in some deserted corridor? That's not very Head Girl of you, Miss Rodríguez," Ari teased her, making Luna and Ginny laugh.
                          
"You think you're really funny, don't you?" she added, a malicious grin forming on her face. Ari suddenly stopped laughing. "Ten points from Slytherin."