"We are never going to talk about hits," Harry said, face heating up as he remembered the vividness of those dreams of Anita having sex with Nathaniel, and later the vampires. "Ever!" - 'this' perhaps?

Luna frowned. "I can't get it to fit."

"Try a different angle," Ginny suggested. "Quit shoving it."

"It's too big," Luna said.

My mind is a bad, bad place... *gets to the end* Harry and I have our minds in the same place. Go H/G/L/N!