Friendships → Harry and Luna
They looked at each other. Luna was smiling slightly. Harry did not know what to say, or to think. Luna believed so many extraordinary things … yet he had been sure he had heard voices behind the veil too …
“Are you sure you don’t want me to help you look for your stuff?” he said.
“Oh no,” said Luna. “No, I think I’ll just go down and have some pudding and wait for it all to turn up … It always does in the end. Well, have a nice holiday, Harry.”
“Yeah … yeah, you too.”
She walked away from him and, as he watched her go, he found that the terrible weight in his stomach seemed to have lessened slightly.
