herhmione:

“luna had decorated her bedroom ceiling with five beautifully painted faces: harry, ron, hermione, ginny, and neville. they were not moving as the portraits at hogwarts moved, but there was a certain magic about them all the same: harry thought they breathed. what appeared to be fine golden chains wove around the pictures, linking them together, but after examining them for a minute or so, harry realized that the chains were actually one word, repeated a thousand times in golden ink: friends … friends … friends …”