Luna sighed dreamily as she walked into the Great Hall. All she was thinking about was whether the Nagles were going to affect anyone. If there brains were too fuzzy with the Nargles floating in them, then the Sorting Hat may make the wrong decision. She sat down by herself at the Ravenclaw table and smiled to herself after removing her Spectrespecs. No Nargles present. Luna was always thinking about the positives of these things. She probably wouldn't end up being paired anyway. She was too individual, there wasn't someone who would suit her personality. Or was there?