The Forgotten Father and Daughter

This question seemed to stump Xenophilius Lovegood all at once. He fidgeted restlessly, then rose to his feet and began pacing in place.

"Have we always lived here? I think so... No, no..."

Xenophilius scratched at his head in agitation and accidentally kicked the coffee table.

He was barefoot, and the pain sent him collapsing to the floor with a howl.

"Daddy, are you all right?" Luna asked curiously, bracing both hands on her knees.

"I'm fine, I'm fine—hiss, ohhh..." Xenophilius's face twisted with pain.

Watching her father roll around on the floor, Luna thought for a moment before speaking again. "Perhaps we could try Dirigible Plums? They don't relieve pain, but they do improve your acceptance of unusual things—does pain count?"

Xenophilius's face was scrunched up like a chrysanthemum, but he swiftly accepted his daughter's suggestion. "Not a bad idea. Hiss, ha... We can try it. Help me pick some."

Luna actually stood up, preparing to go outside and gather Dirigible Plums.

Sean, who had been watching the entire time, drew his wand. "Mr. Lovegood, if you don't mind, perhaps I can help?"

"Oh, oh..." Xenophilius looked quite surprised. He shifted awkwardly, but ultimately accepted Sean's offer. "Of course, of course, if you'd like..."

Sean did not wait. He immediately cast a Healing Spell. It was nowhere near Madam Pomfrey's level, but treating such a minor injury was no problem.

As Sean treated Xenophilius, Luna displayed obvious curiosity, constantly studying Sean and the wand in his hand.

Once the treatment was complete, Sean put away his wand and casually said, "It seems the Lovegood family prefers a natural way of life?"

Xenophilius had not even fully processed what had happened. With his toe healed, the man puffed out his chest proudly. "Yes, yes. Ever since Luna was little, I