"Just fine. Its nearly done." Luna leaned into her husband's embrace, they were both tall and lithe and matched each other well. Hermione enjoyed seeing how in love her two friends still were, even after three years of marriage. She smiled softly at them as she collected the rest of the dishes needed for the table. Blaise tried to snag a bite of chicken from the cutting board and Luna smacked his hand, all the lovely softness gone in an instant "you can wait 5 minutes until everyone is at table. Now, make yourself useful and go tell Drake that dinner is ready."