You're the only thing I need in my Room of Requirement.
Are you a Snitch? Because you're the finest catch here.
I wanna stick my half-blood prince inside your chamber of secrets, and release the prisoner of azkaban to give you the deathly hallows.
You must play Quidditch. I know a Keeper when I see one.
My name might not be Luna, but I sure can Lovegood.
Baby, you don't need defense against my dark arts.
I want you more than Snape wanted to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts.
To me amortentia smells just like you.
My love for you burns like a dying phoenix.
You can have the portkey to my heart.