A/N This is my first story :) hope you like it

spells

thoughts

23 year old Harry Potter stood panting. It was over, it was finally over. Harry looked around at the final battle field. So many lost, there were bodies everywhere.
He noticed the famous Weasley hair a few feet away. He stumbled over to it. Before him was Ron laying protectively over Hermione. Harry smiled sadly, ever since Ron got bitten, him and Hermione were inseperable. At least they died together like they would've wanted.

Harry walked around the maze of dead bodies, seeing more and more friends and family. He frantactically searched for a head of messy blonde hair. He finally found her, hidden under another body, friend or foe it did not matter. All that mattered was the filthy girl lying there seeming fast asleep.

'No, no, don't be dead. Please don't be dead! I can't live without you!' Harry thought as he pushed away the body and checked for a pulse on the still-girl. As he caught hold of his wand he felt it: a heartbeat. A weak one, but a heartbeat non-the-less. Hope shot up in Harry like a wildfire, hope he thought he killed long ago at the beginnings of the war.
'Hope is distracting, Potter! Expect none of it!' His trainers voice barked in his mind. He ignored it and shot a quick "Ennervate" at the prone figure.

"Harry?" A raspy voice asked. Beautiful silver-grey eyes blinked blearily up at Harry's tear marked face.

"It's okay, love. Everthing's okay. I'm so glad you're alright. It's over, Luna! It's finally over!" Harry knew he was rambling but he couldn't stop it in his relief. A soft voice cut through his nonsense.

"Harry, it hurts." Luna managed as her beautiful face turned into one of pain.

"Sana quod nocere." Harry said quickly. Luna let out a relieved breath and managed to sit up. Harry held her close and apparated, both of them staring transfixed on Voldemort's fallen body.

They appeared at the rubble of Hogwarts. Harry carried her to their tent by the Foribbiden Forest. He gave her a cup of calming tea with some potions mixed in.

"Luna. It's over." Harry said softly to resurface her from her mind. She managed a grim smile.

"With such a high cost." Luna said distantly. Harry knew exactly what she was thinking.

"You're sure, love?" He asked her quietly. She focused on him again.

"Harry, what do we have here? Who's left? Everyone we loved either died today or in a past raid. We only have each other to rebuild the entire Wizarding World. I know I can't do it and I'm sure it'll be harder for you." She said staring right into his eyes. "I know you agree with me. The question is, are you sure? You're the one who has to do the spell. I'll stand by you no matter what." Harry thought for a moment, staring intently at Luna and running his fingers through her hair.

"Yes, I'm sure. When should we do it?" Harry said with the determined edge on his voice again. Luna smiled at her lover, this was the Harry she had fallen in love with.

"Sooner the better." Luna said hugging him slightly.

"Best get it over with, then." Harry said standing up and recieving some eneregizing potions. He threw one back and handed Luna the other, she doing the same. Harry looked at her pale face once smeared with blood and dirt, now washed off. He had memorized every detail on her face, where the few freckles exactly were, the few scars scattered here and there from raids. He leaned in and captured her soft, pale lips in a gentle yet reasurring kiss.

"Just remember that I love you." Harry said, a ghost of a whisper across her lips. Luna smiled her small smile and nodded. Harry pulled back and grabbed her hands. He started chanting the spell Hermione had imprinted into his brain.

"Iterum Mentes ad minim mittere ne obliviscamur" He intoned.
At exactly 11:11 P.M. September 1st, Harry Potter and Luna Lovegood collapsed, both perfectly still.

Sana quod nocere = Heal what has been hurt

Iterum Mentes ad minim mittere ne obliviscamur = Send our minds back to start anew let us not forget