"You all right, love?" Rolf asked Luna as they were having breakfast by the lake in front of their home.

Luna then zoned out of her mind and turned to look at her husband, "Sorry?" She asked.

"I asked if you were all right." He said.

She nodded, "Yes of course, I just don't think I had enough sleep yesterday. You know, worrying about the Quibbler and everything." She said smiling as she sipped her teacup.

"Yes of course. But, I'm sure you're father is doing very well still."

"Well you know he is getting weaker and weaker Rolf. I'm becoming quite worried." She said putting her cup down and staring at him.

"Luna, if anything happens, which I hope won't, I don't think you should worry your beautiful self up anytime soon." He said with a smile showing reassurance.

She nodded her head, "I hope so. I'm going to get ready so when can continue looking for Crumple Horned Snorkacks."

Luna walked away with her head full of sadness, as thoughts of Neville aroused in her mind again, just like year after year.