"We'll have to give them a few suggestions for You-Know-Who's alias, at least," Neville grinned. It seemed as though as soon as he'd gotten acclimated to the idea of saying his name, the superstition proved to be quite the opposite.
He looked around at his friends, a much smaller group than they had been and keenly aware of it, but still they were fighting. Maybe that was all Luna was doing, too.