"Oh look – mistletoe."
Everyone knew that around the holidays, George was the worst person to run into and Luna the best. Whereas George was always putting up mistletoe everywhere he could, Luna had an odd compulsion about taking it down. For once, no one minded her small obsession with Nargles – if it got them out of awkward situations, it was a blessing is disguise.
"Oh, look – mistletoe," George said, happening to cross paths with Luna.
"You put that up just to drive me mental, didn't you," Luna snapped. She was sick, just sick of people who found her aversion to mistletoe funny, and this time she wouldn't hesitate to stop them.
"So what if I did?"
"Get out of my way – I'm taking that down NOW!