"I don't suppose you'd fancy a jump on the trampoline?" Having lost all her clothes to the mysterious cycle of laundry, Luna has had to settle for a pair of boy's shorts and a too-thin undershirt. She rescues the book, recognizing it as one of the only true treasures this place offers, and then sits beside him. "I don't suppose Malfoys jump."

He really has been moody, moreso than usual, but it's a mystery to her.