His mask collasped, and he caressed her face, giving her a tender smile full of love, and regret. Harry whispered into her ear, "I'm sorry Luna." Harry's grip on his wand trembled, and she almost thought she had gotten to him, even though she knew it was hopeless. Less than a second later, it was back, and he raised his wand. Of course, little else was to expect when it came to Harry Potter, Luna thought, the Wrackspurts and the meddling old coot Dumbledore had ensured that.
Harry pressed a soft kiss to Luna's forehead. It was a painful decision for Harry. He loved her - Her quirks, her long blonde hair, her raddish earrings and constant awe of the world around her. He had come to fall in love with Luna Lovegood. But he had to do this. It was for the best.
Before he could utter the fateful words, she mumbled, "The Wrackspurts are going back home Harry, I can feel it. I'll wait for you with your parents Harry Potter. I love you."
She wouldn't live to see how he finally realized what he had done, how he broke down, sobbing over her body, cradling her to his chest, screaming why, why was he so stupid?
A/N: This is my first fanfic on this site, so please excuse me if I'm still not really used to it. :)