" Harry: " Have you…" he began. " I mean, who … has anyone you known ever died?" " Yes," said Luna simply, " my mother. She was a quite extraordinary witch, you know, but she did like to experiment and one of her spells went rather badly wrong one day. I was nine." " I’m sorry," Harry mumbled. " Yes, it was rather horrible," said Luna conversationally. " I still feel very sad about it sometimes. But I’ve still got Dad. And anyway, it’s not as though I’ll never see Mum again, is it?" " Er – isn’t it?" said Harry uncertainly. She shook her head in disbelief. " Oh, come on. You heard them, just behind the veil, didn’t you?" " You mean…" " In that room in the archway. They were just lurking out of sight, that’s all, you heard them. "