"Luna!" Amelia shouted to get her girlfriend's attention from her downstairs living room. Luna ran up the stair steps, her blond hair waking behind her.

"Yes?" She smiled, her voice distant and dreamy, as always.

"We need to get our birthday gift to Harry out." Amelia replied, reaching under her bead and grabbing a large blue scrapbook. Luna grinned. They'd been working on the wizarding scrapbook for the whole summer, pasting and enchanting pictures of Harry, them, and everyone else at Hogwarts since first year. It was enchanted to be never-ending, so he could add on to it during the upcoming sixth year.

"Shall we leave at midnight then?" Luna inquired.

"Definately." She agreed. Harry lived only lived three houses to the right of her, and they planned to sneak into his room to deliver his birthday gift. A friendly surprise for Amelia's best friend.

They began to wrap the sketchbook in shining silver paper, and taped a card that sang "Happy Birthday" in meows from a cat as a joke. 11:30.

"So, are you going to fly into his room?" Luna asked. Amelia just perfected her animagus at the end of the fifth year. She was a raven. Ironic that she was in Ravenclaw. Contrary to the raven's sleek, black look, Amelia had golden blond hair tumbling in small waves to her mid-back, peach skin, and chocolate eyes with green speckles. She was a few inches taller than Luna, but she liked it that way.

It was finally seven minutes to midnight when they left. Amelia's two moms rather liked Harry, so they allowed her and Luna to go there when they pleased. Despite their hatred directed at the Dursleys.

Amelia jumped out of the window, and in mid fall transformed into the raven. She loved the feel of the summer breeze beneath her feathers, and the tingling sensation of flying. She did a few practice loops and flew back to her window where Luna was waiting patiently in her red bedroom. She settled on the window's ledge and took the bag Luna held for Harry. Luna walked downstairs while Amelia flew to Harry's, present in hand.

She perched on his ledge and saw that he was reading one of the textbooks from last year. She tapped her beak impatiently on the window. The messy-haired boy turned around and smiled."Milly!" She heard him yell as he opened his window. She flew in and transformed back into herself, only in a spaghetti strap and pajama shorts.

"Happy birthday!" She yelled, jumping on him and bear hugging him, causing Harry to fall backwards onto his bed. They both started to laugh when they heard Luna's voice from below.

"I'm going to climb up now!" She anounced, beginning to climb up the rose fence that crawled up to Harry's room.

"Don't fall, Cherie!" Amelia yelled. Luna was quite the clutz. Every time she climbed up that thing it scared the shit out of her.

"She'll be okay." Harry said, putting a comforting arm around Amelia's shoulders. She leaned into his chest, sighing. Sometimes Amelia wondered what it's be like to date Harry. Luna didn't care if she dated other guys, since Amelia was bisexual. According to Luna, Luna didn't have a distinct sexuality.

But dating Harry would complicate the amazing friendship they already had.

Luna practically glided through the window, until she stumbled at the landing. "Hi Harry!" She waved, regaining what little balance she posessed. Harry grinned and hugged Luna affectionatly.

"Oh, heres your present." Amelia said, handing him the bag that held the neatly wrapped present.

"Wow, thanks!" he said, excitedly grabbing the present from the bag, opening the card first. He grinned at the singing cat. Then moved onto his present rather viciously. When the silver wrapping paper was on the floor in shreds he smiled at the scrapbook.

On the first page there was a picture of Amelia and Luna, hand in hand, waving at Harry and smiling.

Heres a scrapbook for you, Harry. To always remember your good times at Hogwarts with us!

It wrote above the moving picture. As he flipped through the pages there was his first year. Him with Hagrid, Hedwig, and everyone else. He kept flipping through, smiling at the past years.

"Thanks so much you guys!" He said, having a broad grin upon his handsome face. Amelia will admit, Harry was very attractive. She put her arm around her beloved Luna. She grabbed Amelia's hand in return.

"Oh, and were spending the night." Amelia said, plopping onto his bed. Grabbing Luna and pulling her onto her lap. Harry smiled at their relationship. He sat next to them.

"Alright, just keep the PDA to a minimum. " He half-joked. "But seriousley, don't let the Dursleys hear you, they'd have my ass."

"No problem." The two girls agreed, giving each other a small kiss. "Oh, and Ron and the twins are coming over in a few hours for a party." Amelia said, looking into Luna's beautiful crystaline blue eyes.

"Really? Thats great!" He said, "But what about Hermione?"

"Oh, she's on vacation with her parents in the Bahamas. But her letter to you should be coming soon." Luna said, not pulling away from Amelia's gaze.

In a few minutes they were all piled onto Harry's bed, asleep. Amelia held Luna in her arms protectively. They both used Harry as a mattress. Amelia liked the feel of Harry's chest moving up and down slowly, it was very relaxing.

In what seemed like 15 minutes the pile awoke to the redheads shaking them wake. Amelia looked at Harry's clock and saw that it was five in the morning.

"Happy birthday Harry!" The twins, Fred and George, shouted, jumping on his bed. Ron stood there laughing.

"Guys, guys! Their gonna hear you!" Harry laughed, unable to move from the squirming Luna and Amelia. The girls eventually got up to watch Harry open up his gifts. From the Twins he recieved an assortment of items from their joke shop, and from Ron he got a pan of treacle tart and a book on the history of quidditch.

"From both me and Hermione." Ron shrugged. Harry thanked them all excitedly as Fred and George were looking through the blue scrapbook.

"Look at those twins, Fred!" George said, pointing to a photo of themselves.

"Well! They are quite dashing!" Fred replied.

"Indeed." Harry laughed. "Well, what do we do now?"

"We could play truth or dare..." Amelia suggested after a moment of thinking. They all agreed and sat in a circle on Harry's wood floor.

"Since Harry's the birthday boy, he should go first." Luna said, smiling deviousely at Harry.

"Okay..." Harry thought for a moment. "Ron. I dare you to... Throw this at the house across the street." He held up a piece of rock-cookie-cake-thing that Hagrid sent him a few days before. Amelia didn't blame him for wanting to throw it out the window. Hagrid was amazing, but his cooking...eh.

Ron took the food and chucked it straight out the window. It flew across the street and hit the neighbor's bedroom window. He quickly ducked down and crawled back to his place in the circle.

"Luna," Ron started, "Truth or dare?"

"Truth." She replied instantly.

"Okay...When did you know you were in love with Milly?" He said. Amelia blushed.

"Well, I think I always knew in my heart, but didn't realize it until last year." She said, smiling at Amelia and entwining her hand with her lover's. Amelia kissed Luna affectionatley on the cheek.

"Fred, truth or dare?" She asked in a dreamy voice.

"DARE!" He shouted, prepared for whatever she had to throw at him.

"I dare you to kiss Harry!" She laughed. But completely serious.

"What?" Harry and Fred both exclaimed, looking fearfully at each other.

"You gotta do it." Amelia shrugged, giggling like a mad-woman. Fred inched cautiously towards Harry, whom was cringing behind Amelia. She scooched away so he was exposed to the Weasley.

Fred quickly kissed Harry on the cheek and shouted "It counts!". The room burst out laughing.

"Amelia." Fred said, wringing his hands like a mad scientist. "I dare you to kiss Harry as revenge for me kissing him."

"On the lips." George added.

"With tongue!" Said Fred.

"For 13 seconds!"

"And strattling him!" George finished. The twins looked deviously at each other. Harry and Amelia exchanged awkward glances.

"Do it, Amelia." Ron said, laughing. Amelia awkwardly got on top of Harry and settled on his pelvic area. She felt something harden beneath her instantly.

"Having fun, Harry?" She whispered in his ear. She heard him laugh embarassingly.

Amelia lowered her head to Harry''s, their noses touching. She pressed her lips to his and opened his mouth with her tongue.

Kissing him was like nothing else.

She felt his hands press against the small of her back, pushing her slightly closer to his torso. His tongue danced with hers. All to soon the 13 seconds were over and Amelia reluctantly got off of Harry. She was left with a burning desire she couldn't satisfy.

"Well that was passionate." George said, raising an eyebrow at the two. Harry and Amelia blushed and looked away from each other. Amelia met the eyes of Luna, whom was smiling at her fondly.

"Good job." She grinned. For over an hour they continued the game. Amelia had to kiss Harry the same way three more times from Fred and George. They were purposely teasing her hormones. She had to kiss Luna more than five times. The boys dared the rest of the boys to do other stupid stuff.

"Well, we best be off before mum throws a fit." Ron said, standing up, "Happy birthday, Harry." Harry bid them all goodbye as they apparated away. Fred and George were 17, so they could use magic anytime they wanted now. Harry turned to Luna and Amelia.

"Is Luna...?" He started to say, pointing to an unconcious Luna, asleep on Amelia's lap.

"Yup, knocked right out." Amelia replied, carrying her to Harry's bed. She sat next to Luna's leg. Harry followed.

"Sooo..." He said, looking at his feet.

"So?" Amelia replied, turning her head at an awkward angle to look at his face. He smiled. "Did you enjoy those kisses?" Amelia asked.

"Honestly?" He asked, Amelia nodded. " I really did."

Amelia grinned.

"What are you smiling about?" He asked.

"I'm debating weather or not to continue truth or dare." She replied.

"Do what you want." Said Harry, obviously hoping he would. Amelia leaned over and pressed her lips to his for the fourth time this morning. He caressed her face and kissed her back . This time he was the one to open her mouth with his tongue. He pulled her closer to him and entwined his hands in her hair. Somehow they fA/ell to the floor, lying side by side in an embrace of both their arms and tongues. Luna stirred a bit and rolled to face the wall, but never awoke.

Harry and Amelia stayed that way until dawn, when they decided to fall asleep. Still on the ground. When Luna woke she smiled. She was very open to Amelia having other relationships, as long as they were boys. Amelia and Luna's relationship was public only by rumors put out by Draco Malfoy. She was especially fond of Harry and her together, because they obviously had feelings for each other for a long while now. She lie back down in Harry's bed and fell back asleep.

They awoke around noon. Luna smiled at Harry and Amelia scooting awkwardly from their entanglement. Amelia was extremely embarassed, as was Harry.

"You two are so cute." Luna said groggily.

"But, aren't you two together?" Harry asked, rather confused.

"Yes, but Luna and I agreed that were allowed to see other men, but no women." Amelia explained. Harry never said anything after that, but brought up breakfast consisting of eggs, bacon, and orange juice.

"The Dursleys went off on some trip to the zoo or mall or something, so I made us some breakfast." He gave a plate to Amelia, Luna, then himself. They all devoured the food hungrily.

"Well, dad will expecting me home soon, I better go Amelia." Luna said after finishing her juice. She hugged Amelia good bye as Amelia shared a long, passionate kiss with her before she climbed down the rose fence and ran back to Amelia's house.

Harry and Amelia smiled at each other.

A/N: Okay, so sorry I havnt worked on "Her Scars" in a while. school started and I've been exauhsted. I decide to start another story, so the updates will only be once a week on the weekends when I'm not dead from school. This is gonna get very sexually intense in later chapters, so BEWARE. hahaha welll please review and stuff.

-Isabelle