"She didn't have to make my hair quite so frizzy..." Hermione said as she joined them on the stairs, but she looked a little bit in awe of the mural, really, as she studied it. She and Luna had never really been as close as Luna seemed to think they were, not from the way the mural made it seem anyway, but she looked at it and two things happened. One, she regretted not paying a bit more attention to the younger girl. Second, seeing Neville and the rest... well, it reminded her just how much support they had. And exactly why they had to figure out things like these Hallows, or the Horcruxes, or whatever else Voldemort could throw at them. They knew what they were fighting for.
She put her hands on Harry and Ron's shoulders, but then slipped past them to go upstairs. "Do you think Luna's room is this way? We could leave her note, since we'll have to leave before she gets back."