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"It was the end of August. What had been summer and its days, golden and eternal, had become now brisk and pale yellow. Still, Harry could not shake the feeling of hope, mingled with a deep sense of expectation. Hoping and expecting what exactly?, he often had begun to wonder."
Harry runs into Luna on the last days of summer and let's say August slips like a bottle of wine.