The Best Luna Lovegood Quotes

Hermione: Um... Hi! You all know why we're here. We need a teacher. A proper teacher. One who's had real experience defending themselves against the Dark Arts.
Zacharias: Why?
Ron: Why. Because You-Know-Who's back, you tosspot.
Zacharias: [nods toward Harry] So he says.
Hermione: So Dumbledore says.
Zacharias: So Dumbledore says because he says! The point is, where's the proof?
Slightly: If Potter could tell us more about how Diggory got killed...
Harry: I'm not going to talk about Cedric, so if that's why you're here you might as well clear out now.
[aside to Hermione]
Harry: C'mon, Hermione, let's go. They're just here because they think I'm some sort of freak.
Hermione: Harry, wait!
Luna: Is it true you can produce a Patronus charm?
Hermione: Yes. I've seen it.
Dean: Blimey, Harry! I didn't know you could do that!
Neville: And he killed a basilisk, with the sword in Dumbledore's office.
Ginny: It's true.
Ron: Third year he fought off about a hundred dementors at once.
Hermione: And last year he really did fight off You-Know-Who in the flesh.
Harry: Wait... look, it all sounds *great* when you say it like that. But the truth is most of that was just luck. I didn't know what I was doing half the time, I nearly always had help...
Hermione: He's just being modest.
Harry: No, Hermione, I'm not! Facing this stuff in real life is not like school. In school, if you make a mistake you can just try again tomorrow. But out there, when you're a second away from being murdered or watching a friend die right before your eyes... you don't know what that's like.
Hermione: You're right, Harry, we don't. That's why we need your help. Because if we're having any chance against beating... Voldemort.
Nigel: He's really back?
[Harry nods]

Luna: Hello, Harry! Oh, I've interrupted a deep thought, haven't I? I can see it growing smaller in your eyes.
Harry: No, of course not. How are you, Luna?
Luna: Very well. I was bitten by a garden gnome only moments ago.
Xenophilius: Gnome saliva is enormously beneficial! Xenophilius Lovegood.
[shakes hands with Harry]
Xenophilius: We live just over the hill!
Harry: Very nice to meet you, sir.
Xenophilius: I trust you to know, Mr. Potter, that we at the Quibbler, unlike those toadies at the Daily Prophet, fully supported Dumbledore during his lifetime, and his death support you as fully.
Luna: Come, Daddy. Harry doesn't wanna talk to us right now. He's just too polite to say so.

Draco: [looking at Harry's broken nose] Nice face, Potter!
[Harry nods disdainfully; Luna pulls out her wand]
Luna: Would you like me to fix it for you? Personally, I think you look a little more devil-may-care this way, but it's up to you.
Harry: Um... have you ever fixed a nose before?
Luna: No. But I've done several toes, and how different are they, really?
Harry: ...Okay, yeah, sure, give it a go.
Luna: Episkey!
[a loud crack]
Harry: Augh...!
[rubs his nose gingerly; looks at Luna]
Harry: Well? How do I look?
Luna: Exceptionally ordinary.
Harry: ...Brilliant.

Lucius: [walking with Bellatrix slowly up to Harry] Haven't you always wondered what was the reason for the connection between you and the Dark Lord. Why he was unable to kill you when you were just an infant. Don't you want to know the secret, of your scar. All of the answers are there, Potter, in your hand. All you have to do is give it to me, I can show you everything.
[all of the death eaters start closing in around them]
Harry: I've waited fourteen years...
Lucius: I know.
Harry: Think I can wait a little longer. NOW!
Harry: STUPEFY!

Luna: [about her father] We 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: Thanks. Seems you're about the only ones that do.
Luna: I don't think that's true. But I suppose that's how he wants you to feel.
Harry: What do you mean?
Luna: 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.

Neville: So how are we going to get to London?
Harry: Look, it's not that I don't appreciate everything you've done, all of you, but - but I've got you into enough trouble as it is.
[walks past everyone]
Neville: Dumbledore's Army's supposed to be about doing something real.
[Harry stops turns around to face them]
Neville: Or was all that just words to you?
Ron: ...Maybe you don't have to do this all by yourself, mate.
Harry: ...So how are we going to get to London?
Luna: We fly, of course.

Harry: Sorry I made you miss the carriages by the way, Luna.
Luna: That's all right, it's like being with a friend.
Harry: Oh, I am your friend, Luna.
Luna: That's nice.

Luna: [takes his hand] Whenever you're ready, Sir.
Dobby the House Elf: "Sir"? I like her very much.

Luna: I've never been to this part of the castle. Well, not awake. I sleepwalk, you see. That's why I wear shoes to bed.

Luna: [after Dobby dies] We should close his eyes. Don't you think?
[Harry nods, she does it]
Luna: There. Now he could be sleeping.

Harry: How come you're not at the feast?
Luna: I've lost all my possessions. Apparently people have been hiding them.
Harry: That's awful!
Luna: Oh, it's all good fun. But as this is the last night, I really do need them back.
Harry: Do you want any help finding them?
Luna: I'm sorry about your godfather, Harry.
[clasps his hand comfortingly]
Harry: Are you sure you don't want any help looking?
Luna: That's all right. Anyway, my mum always said things we lose have a way of coming back to us in the end.
[they look up and see a pair of her shoes hanging from the ceiling arch]
Luna: If not always in the way we expect.