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He took in a deep breath of the cooler night air and felt immediately better for it. Lighter, even with her there at his side, when normally, he would insist that her very presence was murder on his tightly coiled nerves.

Snatching the mask from her hands, he tossed it into the bushes with a flick of his wrist, then after a moment of hesitation, he closed his hand around he wrist and led her toward the path. He wasn't the type to hold hands, even with someone other than Loony Lovegood, and if anyone suggested that holding her wrist was a close substitute, he'd be sure to gouge their eyes out with his otherwise useless wand.

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Luna's a bit surprised by the gesture, but a bit thrilled, too. She knows when someone's disdain for her is a true and deep thing; she's certainly felt it enough. And not only does she not feel it, there's warmth, and relief. She doesn't speak about it, knowing better.

"Where are we going?" she asks instead.