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Luna was slower to turn, but when she did, she was paler than usual and very teary – which was a weird thing to see on Luna, who was usually so airy and detached. She had a long set of scratches on the side of her neck; those, Ron noticed, were tinged with the blue of Mum’s favourite healing potion.
“Hello, Ginny,” she said in a flat voice. “It’s a good thing you were running late.”
Ginny looked at Ron, who wasn’t sure why she’d looked at him and not Mum; he wasn’t sure what was happening, or what he should say (if he should say anything at all), so he wasn’t going to be very helpful. He shrugged at her.
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