Neville and Luna, hand in hand and still very much in love, sidled up to them. "Bloody good show there by George, Bill, old boy!" Neville boomed, glancing about as some members of the small throng now surged forward to re-enter the joke shop at last. Smiling down at Luna, Neville now bent and kissed her firmly on the mouth, the pretty Ravenclaw's eyes shining. "You girls ready for the off, then?"