Ginny wished her brother wasn't so blunt. Of all the people it could have been…..
But Luna was used to this. They'd been through all this before, together. Days, then weeks, then months of not being spoken to; the ridiculous rumours and teasing they had endured. It hadn't mattered.
They were there for each other.
They became stronger together. Ginny became fire; tougher, her embers active. Luna became mist; dreamy, oblivious to harsh words and gestures.
At the Battle of Hogwarts, they did not ask. But they fought together. Even though they had no place in it.