Luna was quite glad when Ginny showed up. Now that she had a friend there, as well, it felt less like she was intruding on a private moment. She gave Ginny a sunny smile before addressing her. "I was hoping you might come," She said vaguely, looking up at her friend. "I've never been very good at flying, you know." It was true. Even though she'd often seen the Weasleys playing games of Quidditch when she was a child, having lived in close proximity to them, she'd never played herself. Mrs. Weasley had insisted that the siblings invite her and Sadie Fawcett and Cedric Diggory, and while the other children had on occasion played, Luna had always denied their invitations.
Luna clasped her hands together behind her back, swaying her hips slightly as she looked up at the sky again. She didn't feel it necessary to say anymore. She had found that Ginny was pretty good at figuring out what she meant without prompting or hints, and the other two would address her if they felt like and, and wouldn't if they didn't.