After about half an hour, Luna slid quietly into the room and fitted herself in between Colin and Hermione. And as the room settled into its normal familiar hum, Hermione felt a sense of peace wash over her. Pansy didn’t say much to anyone, but the relaxed nature of those around her was clearly infectious, as her rigid posture relaxed, and there was even a ghost of a smile when Lee and Fred managed to turn George’s hair yellow without him noticing.