Some of the Gryffendors confront Harry after seeing him with Luna

Dean: It seems to me a strange thing

All: mystifying

Seamus: That a man like you can waste his time on women of her kind

Fred: Yes I can understand that she amuses

George: But to let her stroke you, kiss your hair,

Percy: is hardly in your line

Neville: It's not that I object to her profession

Seamus: But she doesn't fit in well with what you teach and say

Dean: It doesn't help us if you're inconsistent

Percy: They only need a small excuse to put us all away

Harry: Who are you to criticize her? Who are you to despise her?

Leave her, leave her, let her be now

Leave her, leave her, she's with me now

If your slate is clean-then you can throw stones

If your slate is not then leave her alone

I'm amazed that men like you can be so shallow thick and slow

There is not a man among you who knows or cares if I come of go

All (save Percy): No you're wrong! You're very wrong!

How can you say that?

Harry: Not one-not one of you!