"I don't really know what shepherd's pie has to do with shepherd's, actually," said Luna dreamily, still keeping much of her attention focused on the stars as they walked along. As best she could without falling anyway.
There was something so lovely about the stars. She didn't like to study them particularly, especially not since Professor Sinistra used to get so angry at Luna for pointing out that many of the things the professor thought were true were erroneous. But the stars themselves were nice. And they were the same once she'd looked at from halfway around the world. That was a kind of magic.