" It's alright" said a dreamy voice from beside Harry as Ron vanished into the coach's dark interior. " You're not going mad or anything. I can see them too." " Can you?" said Harry desperately, turning to Luna. He could see the bat-winged horses reflected in her wide, silvery eyes." Oh yes," said Luna, " I've been able to see them since my first year here. They've always pulled the carriages. Don't worry. You're just as sane as I am." Smiling faintly, she climbed into the musty interior of the carriage after Ron. Not altogether reassured, Harry followed her. "