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“Couldn’t find one. Looked and looked … me Gran must’ve thrown ‘em away … I couldn’t not a bloody quill. Then the owl’s shot … daft muggle hunters. A-a-and I … had to come.”
Luna Lovegood stood there on the hill, the wind throwing her hair like a white flag on a bright spring day. Yet she said nothing. It was his turn to talk. Neville who was always so quiet.
“I had to tell you … so … I got on a broom and … and …” he kissed her.
“Some things you don’t need words,” she answered smiling.
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