Luna nods. "Yeah, I've seen the news. I can't believe Mrs. Weasley is dead...I can't imagine how Ron and Ginny are holding up..." She looked down at the counter at the mention of having the story published at all. "No...I don't know if I could ever tell the story of the battle. We lost so many...so many people we cared about died that day." Shaking her head, she looked up, smiling. "Maybe someday in the future, when I've matured more and can remember it without feeling like finding a corner to cry in." She walked over to Susan. "Need anything in particular?" she asked, trying to change the subject to something a little less depressing.