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They all talked as Luna recited her story from her youth for the second time.

Ron: "Lyall Lupin?"

Ginny: "Yes, it's that old cottage by the creek F-Fred and George always used to push you in, remember?" Ginny could never say Fred's name without stuttering.

Ron: "I-I remember," Ron sighed slightly. He could still recall the sound of Fred's laughter after he would get soaked from his neck down in muddy water.

Ginny: "We have to go! We have to at least try!"

Harry: "Of course!" It had been one of the first times they had directly spoken to each other—not by owl—in months. Yes, she had been in his flat for days now, but they had managed to exchange little to no words.

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