We get taught it in school! Astronomy! [ She's genuinely interested to hear he likes stargazing. Luna's eyes seem to light up at that. ] I really like it too.

[ Maybe they could... look for it together, sometime. That... would be quite nice. ]

My Defence Against The Dark Art teacher in my second year was one, actually. [ It should be something met with horror, even for people in her world. A werewolf teaching children. Most people tend to shun them. But Luna's cheerfully conversational, as if she'd said her teacher had brown hair. ] He's a very nice man, and was a rather good teacher. It was a shame when he resigned.

[ The students haven't had much luck with teachers for that particular subject, but it's cursed after all. But Professor Lupin really was quite a good teacher. ]

There's far fancier ones. You should see the ones some of my professors wear. [ They ride brooms, too. That's another thing that Muggles got right. Alas, there's no broom in her school trunk. She and her father have them at home, though. There's a little hum of a giggle as he puts the hat on, quietly delighted at the silliness of it. It's endearing, really. He suits it. He's an honorary wizard.

She nods, smiling and then pauses, glancing down at her uniform and then around her room before looking back to Peter. Her cheeks are a little pink as she hesitates for another moment. Oh. Um. Yes. Putting the uniform on. So... ]

.... Can you... turn around? And close your eyes.