Just a little note: this is my first story. I'm a poet, not a story-writing writer so any advice and reviews is a great way to help me. I'm a huge Potterhead so help from my fellow Potterheads is appreciated and respected. My page on Facebook is When In doubt, turn to Harry Potter (or page 394) WhenInDoubtTurnToHarryPotter orPage394?ref=hl -there's the link :)

Also, please remember, despite how much I wish, I do not own the Harry Potter series, stories, and characters. J.K. Rowling is that queen. This story is about Dean and Luna. On page 604 of the Deathly Hallows, right before the battle, Dean offered Luna his hand. They had been through quite a bit together in the last few weeks before that so while everyone is shipping Luna with Neville, I'm shipping her with Dean :) -The nice, average guy, with the sexy, quirky nerdette.

Chapter 1: Preparations

Harry had just announced it— They were fighting! Dumbledore's Army and the Order of the Pheonix, finally together at last, the same organization, just two generations of it, banding together…for the greater good. For what they believed in. For love. For truth. For friendships and futures. This was it, everything was changing, twenty years from now, poor, bored teenagers would have to sit through this extra unit of wizarding history with Professor Binns. Dean chuckled at this thought. His heart jumped with adrenalin, excitement, and fear. His life and his friends' lives were in even more danger now. All the violence of the past months, the past years, really, was about to become concentrated on the grounds of this old, old, noble school.

As he thought, Dean looked around the room. His friends' faces reflected the butterflies in his stomach and the excitement and fear pumping through his heart. His eyes landed on Luna Lovegood. She was staring around the room, dreamily. Her face didn't reflect the same uneasiness as everyone elses; she was calm, ready to take on whatever came next. Dean was almost used to this now, though. He'd spent the last few weeks with her since escaping Malfoy Manor. She never stopped amazing him. She always made him smile. He smiled now too, thinking of how she always brings out the best in him. He'd known who she was during the whole time they had been to school together but he had never known her. Not until now anyway.

People started rushing towards the Room of Requirement's exit. Excitement and fear growing as they headed towards the great hall and the beginning of...of what? How would things turn out? Dean hadn't thought until now, what if they didn't win? Dean took a deep breath and reminded nervous body, everything would be ok as long as they stayed true to their hearts. He had learned this from watching Harry through the years. Now he was going to use what he had learned.

He blinked and came back to the present, away from his anxious mind. Luna was a little ways behind him on her way out. He stoped to wait and as she approached, he held out his hand to her. "Come on, Luna." She took his hand and he felt a weird happy, warmth spread through his body. He smiled and knew, he would be ok and so would Luna.

They were out in the corridors now, Students from the other houses were filing out of their dormitories to the great hall. Many of them looked scared or confused. As he moved with those students and the rest of the fighters, he quietly said a prayer to himself. 'Please, God, help us stay true to our hearts, and as safe as we can while in harms way. Protect these students' families and get them off Hogwart's grounds and to safety quickly.' He felt a little odd praying so quickly in such a crowded place, but oh well, he sighed, they could use all the help they could get. He knew many of his classmates had no religion, but his mother was a muggle and she had taken him to the quaker meeting down the street from their home about once a month when he was younger. She always said that it was good to know there was God to lean on just in case he ever needed the big man, especially since Dean's father had left so early on. Dean thought of his father then. He wondered what happened to him. He never knew if his father was wizard or not. With another sigh, he told himself he'd find his father if he survived this war.

The houses had all filed out of the great hall and fighters were being divided up to go to other parts of the castle. Voldemort had spoken to them all already, demanding Harry before midnight. Time was running out before the violence really broke out. He looked up at Kingsley and felt a wave of inspiration wash over him. Kingsley was so strong and intelligent, Dean had always admired him, and now he was going to fight with him. Together they would fight for peace.

Luna was in Kingsley's group. Dean caught her eye and smiled. The way she smiled back, reassured him, he would see her again soon. With that, he looked to his group leaders, the Weasley twins. "There are seven hidden passageways into the castle, we need to seal them. Once they're taken care of, we can join the others to fight," George Weasley said to them all. He looked at his brother with a wicked grin, " Fred, how best do you recommend we seal them? Any quick muggle tricks up your sleeve?"

"Aw, Georgie! Of course! Have you already forgotten your newest invention?" Fred winked at his brother playfully. Dean felt a little less nervous, listening to these two jokesters banter. He could always trust the Weasley's to lighten the mood.

George smiled broadly, an excited glint in his eye and turned to his group. "Alrighty guys and gals, here's the plan. We've got this new spell. Were stilling working on perfecting it, but right now, it is exactly what we need."

"The spell is Currentis Auferet. Repeat after me, Currentis Auferet," Fred told the group, looking around at them.

"Currentis Auferet, Currentis Auferet!" The group repeated.

Dean felt his excitement increase as he said the words. The twins still hadn't told them what it did yet, though. "So? What does it do? How should we use it?"

"Point your wand at the space you want to seal and before you say the spell, brace yourself. That's where it needs improving, you see. The spell fills the space with thick, heavy, un-penetrable rubber... But that's not what we're having a problem with. You see, whenever we cast the spell, we get thrown away from it. It's like one of those giant bouncy ball things that muggle children play with— but we're the one that bounce back!" George looked overjoyed by this bit of information as if it was the most brilliant spell he had created, which at the current moment, it was.

"So if someone tries to come in through that passage, they'll be thrown back?" Hannah Abbott asked.

"Exactly!" Fred replied, a wide, excited grin on his face.

Cool! Dean thought. So now where were these passage ways? His question was answered before he could ask though, and when the group had been notified of each location, they split up to block them quickly. They decided not to seal one of the passages, the Whomping Willow was planted right over it's entrance so nobody would use it. With that, Dean set off out of the hall with Roger Davis to go seal an entrance over the one eyed witch statue. As they left the hall, Dean got one last glance of Luna before they went opposite directions. Her long, blond, tasseled hair all knotted up into a messy bun to keep loose strands from falling infront of her gentle and kind face.

Davis looked at him and sighed as they walked down the corridor, "well this isnit, huh? The moment we've all been waiting for."

Dean nodded. This was it.