Elephant In The Room
"Luna," Neville said, head down as he stepped into the otherwise empty dorm, "I got over. As soon as I could."
The blond girl examined him, and nodded. Biting his lip, Neville sat on the clothing chest opposite the bed, hands folded over his knees. Luna took a seat on the edge of the bed and faced him, eyes wide and pale. She fingered the promise ring on her middle right finger.
"We need to t-talk," the Gryffindor boy began. "About us."
"If you think so," Luna said. She looked back at him unblinkingly.
The two sat in crushing silence.
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