"I brought food!" Luna set the array of junk down on Neville's table before skipping over to Neville and throwing her arms around him in a massive hug. It felt so nice to be close to Neville. And he smelled good. Why hadn't she noticed that before?
"Do you like milkshakes? I got you a chocolate one." Oh. Right. She should probably stop hugging him now. Luna pulled back with a bright smile and happy eyes. "French fries, too. I don't think they are french though."