Luna Lovegood: Would you like me to fix it for you? Personally, I think you look a bit more devil-may-care this way but it's up to you.
Harry Potter: Well, have you ever fixed a nose before?
Luna Lovegood: No, but I've done several toes, and how different are they, really?
Harry Potter: Um... Okay, yeah. Give it a go.
Luna Lovegood: Episkey.
Harry Potter: Ah! How do I look?
Luna Lovegood: Exceptionally ordinary.
Harry Potter: Brilliant.
Luna Lovegood: We both believe you, by the way. That He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named is back, and you fought him... and the Ministry and the Prophet are conspiring against you and Dumbledore.
Harry Potter: Thanks. It seems you're about the only ones that do.
Luna Lovegood: I don't think that's true. But I suppose that's how he wants you to feel.
Harry Potter: What do you mean?
Luna Lovegood: Well, if I were You-Know-Who... I'd want you to feel cut off from everyone else... because if it's just you alone... you're not as much of a threat.