Suddenly, though, Hermione was glad for anything that wasn't how she knew she'd have to tell her best friend that it was time to walk in to meet his final battle, his ultimate enemy, and that they had to do it blind and unprepared...
"No, it's been great, actually. She seems to know when to distract me." It would be nicer if it was Ron, or Harry, someone less perplexing and illogical, but Hermione was growing rather fond of Luna.