Her eyes settle on you. You almost jump for joy, that someone noticed you. You start shouting her name happily. "Luna! Luna, it's me, Malcolm! From Ravenclaw!" But Luna apparently did not hear you, because she just studied you curiously for a moment, before saying anything. "I know what you are, you filthy little creature. You're a Zimboggler, my dad wrote about you in the Quibbler. You eat people's dreams and replace them with nightmares. That's foul work. And, exactly as the Quibbler says, 'The only way to stop this foul worker is with a foul smell'!" Luna exclaims, excitedly. Before you can run she grabs you up her hand, with a quiet little "Gotcha!".
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