Although theatrics was not his style, the moment Luna yelped and slumped out of her seat, Harry stood in surprise and moved toward her. "Luna," he said, kneeling down and did his best to suppress his smile. "Are you okay?"

He looked toward Binn. "I'll take her, Professor," he said, his tone taking on a concerned sound as he assisted Luna up from the floor. "Madame Pomfrey will know what to do." Harry shouldered his bag then grabbed Luna's.

"We really need to talk to the Headmistress about the cooling charms in here."

He could hear Binns tut and agree to him helping Miss Lovegood to the infirmary before returning to his lecture. It was taking everything he could to not laugh.