Ask for… assistance

Luna leans over her, standing on tiptoe, and brushes her exposed elbow with her lips. Hermione mumbles again, and rolls onto her back. She opens her eyes, still on the edge of sleep, and stares uncomprehendingly into Luna’s smiling face.

“Mmfh… hey, Luna, what are you doing here?”

Luna grins innocently down at Hermione, and says cheerfully, “Good morning, Hermione! I was hoping you could help me with something.”

Hermione runs the blur from her eyes and blinks, “Help with what, potions? I know you don’t need any help with arithmancy, after our last exam.”