Harry tried to control his temper. He breathed deeply, and put his hands over Ginny's that were on his face, and removed them. "Of course I want you. I love you. But this isn't what I'm talking about."
"I'm not worried about us. Okay, I'm worried about you. And all of my other friends." He sat down on the floor, leaning against the wall. It seemed if it happened to Luna, it could happen to anyone else just as easily. "I know we'll be safe here, but there's no way we can be confined to this house twenty-four hours a day."
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