Well, Veronica, you're back to a one-woman detective unit. Which (to be fair) is your natural and reliable state. We're only in an alternate universe; there's no need to change things up so much.
I keep hoping I'll get used to seeing Lilly's face. That I'll turn a corner, see Luna Lovegood, and be perfectly unaffected. Composed. Cool. She's paler than Lilly was - going to guess the Lovegoods don't have a swimming pool out back - but I've seen her smile. Had to turn around, walk away. It's not her fault, and she doesn't need to know. "Hi, you look like my murdered best friend. Did you know that I've seen your brain peeking out from your hair part? Wowsers."
If there's one thing I've learned, it's that you don't drag bystanders into your bullshit. Be an island, Mars. Not all of us can be Maui. You can settle for being Staten.
See you around, pie-freaks. I hope you figure it out.