[ The socks she did get are thick and insulating, and the pattern is visible where they protrude from the neck of the boot: colourful daisies printed all over them. She is literally incapable of owning plain socks.
The woman beside Luna has her eyebrows climbing into her hairline at the sight of her leg in Charlie's lap, a clear-cut question written all over her face — is there some story here? old friends? amiable exes? — but she presumably wouldn't know what to do with the bit of information that, well, this is only Lovegood's second time meeting him.
Luna, for her part, doesn't even seem to notice or care. If there are any sideways glances, they slide right off her. She wiggles her toes in the boot to flex the stiff and immoveable material, and then, satisfied with Charlie's verdict, swings her leg back down to the floor, which leaves their chairs scooted closer together than they were before. Back to curling her fingers around her pint of beer, the glass sweating with condensation in the warm evening. There's a slice of orange in it. ]
How did today go? You all smell like a campfire. It's nice.
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[ The socks she did get are thick and insulating, and the pattern is visible where they protrude from the neck of the boot: colourful daisies printed all over them. She is literally incapable of owning plain socks.
The woman beside Luna has her eyebrows climbing into her hairline at the sight of her leg in Charlie's lap, a clear-cut question written all over her face — is there some story here? old friends? amiable exes? — but she presumably wouldn't know what to do with the bit of information that, well, this is only Lovegood's second time meeting him.
Luna, for her part, doesn't even seem to notice or care. If there are any sideways glances, they slide right off her. She wiggles her toes in the boot to flex the stiff and immoveable material, and then, satisfied with Charlie's verdict, swings her leg back down to the floor, which leaves their chairs scooted closer together than they were before. Back to curling her fingers around her pint of beer, the glass sweating with condensation in the warm evening. There's a slice of orange in it. ]
How did today go? You all smell like a campfire. It's nice.