Но есть и хорошие новости!
...Until he cupped Luna’s face in his hands and kissed her.
She barely hesitated; her arms encircled his waist almost straight away, and she returned his kiss.
They were somehow contrary and harmonious all at once. Theo was the personification of urgency – he was exigent, fuelled by desperation and anguish. On the other hand, Luna was patience. She was gently coaxing calm and fortitude; tender, but potent enough to be more than a match for Theo. They were like two supplementary sinusoidal waves, weaving together and undulating fluently.
It was nothing like the clumsy, frenzied snogging on frequent display in shadowy nooks and quite corners of Hogwarts. This was fierce. It was real. It was adult.