"Ron, shut up," Luna finally says, but it's more of a sob. "Harry, you don't understand, he's--" What is he, really? What can she say here? She takes in a deep, trembling breath, again trying to climb to her feet, "We just need to get out, all of us do."
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Date: 2010-06-07 05:11 am (UTC)