The air was thick with the traces of auras plagued by mourningâsuch things did not change so easily, such identities did not dull and wane with the weather, and yet this was fact. She hadnât know the man personally, the one who died, and despite the Quibblers persistence that Sirius Black was not who he appearedâthey had not predicted this eventuality. It was plenty for the average mind to sort through, and while Luna Lovegood hardly boasted great intellect, not to say she did or did not have it, she was very much known for her unyielding insight.
              And so, with what had been witnessed so far that evening, she came to the conclusion that simply enough Sirius Black was loved.
     And even as he had been dragged just beyond the veil, heâd torn pieces of the hearts of those that would mourn him along.
  Still, she made no comment as careful silvery eyes caught Harry PoâHarry. Just Harry, being led away by a man they had once called their professor. A man who too seemed quite broken. The petite blonde would speak her piece to the boy savior later, when the wound was not so fresh. For now, she turned those same careful eyes to survey the rest of the groupâbattle worn yet valiant all the same.
  The memories of the recent events were sorting themselves out within her head, painting a clearer picture than they had in the chaos of the moments. They tooâŚall could have died. And though she did not fear death, she was grateful to keep her life, to not leave her father alone. This inspired her to seek out the ornate individual who had quite literally swept in to personally save the youngers day.
   âââŚâ Luna didnât know the womanâs name. ââyouâre entirely courageous. I owe you an unyielding gratitude.â
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