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"Come on Ginny, you're so slow!" Luna insisted, pulling her arm harder.

"Luna," she panted, "Will you at least tell me where we're going?"

"We're finding Neverland. Normally we'd fly, but I've discovered that broomsticks make it impossible to find. Something to do with the vibrations of the wood."

"Just what are you talking about?" Ginny finally asked, stopping entirely.

"Neverland, paradise, utopia," Luna explained, stepping closer.

Shaking her head, Ginny denied, "It doesn't exist. It's been proven."

Kissing Ginny softly Luna whispered, "Yes it does, and we've got it right here."