"Oh, yea, Luna Lovegood - sorry," Harry said as he poured Draco a glass; he wasn't particularly used to referring to his friends by their full name, and momentarily he had forgotten that Draco had been away for the better of 5 years.<br/>After filling the glass, he straightened the wine bottle and momentarily met Draco's eyes with a smile. "It's a whole thing, really," he started as he took a step backwards in order to get within reach of the dining table. His eyes moved with him, and lingered on the built ins as he poured himself a glass. "Something about the moment not being truly captured if the motive keeps moving."<br/>Harry was silent for a moment as he took a sip of wine, his eyes still resting on the pictures. "Anyway," he breathed, as he once again turned towards Draco. "- dinner. The hake takes about five minutes to be cooked; should I just start that, or 'you not hungry yet?"