"It was war." Luna replied, knowing there was really only one thing he could apologize for. "War does not determine who is right - only who is left."
She continued to eat her pudding, taking his apology as a chance to actually enjoy the snack. The chocolate had been much richer than this batch - and it had been hard to enjoy much more than a mouthful. But Draco had been right, the tea went with it beautifully. She adjusted her seating, bringing her right leg over her left whilst still balancing the bowl.
She looked back at Draco after a moment, and her head tilted once more. "But thank you."