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 . . .
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 . . .
- Harry Potter and the Deathly Hollows
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