Luna took a swig of the drink, and decided that it tasted better than it smelt at least, and handed the bottle down to Terry, and giggled at his frown. "Aw, don't be sad. Ginny just isn't like that. She likes Harry too much, and they're both just being ridiculous not being together right now. No offence to you, I'm sure you're just as good as him." She giggled again at his hand on her calf. "That tickles!" She announced, sliding off the bed, her skirt riding up her thigh a little to sit next to him. "You're a funny man, Terry, but I think you already know that." She took the bottle from him, taking another sip of it, and decided it was already tasting better, so drunk more than she had before, and slipped her head onto his shoulder.