Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter nor Luna Lovegood nor any of the characters, because if it was mine, I should've paired Harry with Luna.

Mostly H/L, post-Hogwarts fic

There's a Mistletoe

A small clump of white berries sat on top of Harry's head. Not that he actually noticed it. He had let his mind wander off for a while... he had never felt so cold inside...

He had to file a divorce paper today. He had too... or it'll be too late. He clenched his fists, he wanted to rip his own hands... Harry pushed himself to the wall... he had never felt this way... why was he so stupid anyway? Marrying right after graduating didn't help him a lot. He had loads of work to do... and the wedding... he should... she wouldn't... she loved him... he loved her... ARGH!

Why couldn't I keep myself from thinking about stupid things? I'm now married to Ginny. I'm now married to Ginny... wasn't this what I wanted? She's my ideal girl... sporty... intelligent... powerful... and she's also damned hot... but... why... why do I feel like there's something missing?

Without knowing, he had found himself staring at the mistletoe that used to be sitting above his head.

Nargles, he smiled as he remembered the thought.

He lowered his head.

"I wonder when I'll ever see her again..." he slumped to the wall once more. He couldn't help but to feel pity for his self. He got what he wanted... he finally got Ginny but why wasn't he happy? She's perfect... but...

Harry shook his head and buried his face to his hands.

"I... think..." Harry stopped... he couldn't love two women at the same time! It would be cheating! Damn... why... does everything like this happen to me?

He felt someone brush against his back.

"Who --" he fiercely startled.

But the lady before him seemed to be unperturbed by what he did.

Instead she smiled serenely at him.

"Hi, Harry." she said, "I was wondering why you weren't in the wedding earlier."

"The... wedding..." the news seemed to be distorted as it had reached him, a swelling feeling of pain immediately held his already worn out heart, "Oh.. yeah... sorry. I wasn't able to go to your wedding."

Harry suddenly closed his eyes and avoided her stare. He didn't want to say those things... he didn't want to realize that she couldn't be with him anymore. DAMN IT! WHY DO I HAVE TO BE IN THIS SITUATION! He clenched his fists once more. He felt his stupidity.

Just then, the girl before him screwed up her face, but she couldn't help herself. Her shoulders were jumping up and down, and she gave out a shreik of laughter that only she could make.

Harry stared at her as she contiued to laugh her heart out.

He had terribly lost control of what had happened, and immediately asked her "What's so funny?"

He was so sure he didn't say anything wrong... or mistake.

How very wrong Harry was.

"You thought... I... was going... to marry... Draco Malfoy?" she continued to laugh hysterically.

Harry felt his heart jump out. But he shouldn't keep his hopes up... she might be just trying to cheer him up... but... since when did she lie to Harry?

"But the invitation... you and Draco... I saw your name..." his face got a bit puzzled by what was happening.

She continued to laugh, but at least a bit controllable by the time she replied, "No! You have read it wrong!"

"But how?" he rummaged into his pockets and found an invitation to a wedding... from Draco and..., "See? It's Draco and you!"

She smiled at him and shook her head a bit.

"Yes, it was Draco's wedding. But I didn't marry him. I didn't. Myrtle did."

Harry felt like it was some kind of joke. Draco and Mrytle? Seriously?

"But... what were you doing there in the invitation? The Draco and ..."

"Well, I suppose someone tried to tell people that Draco will be marrying me." she said as she took the paper from Harry. "But I'm not."

She tore the paper into pieces. And more pieces... and she threw them.

"Sorry for tearing the paper, Harry." she said.

Harry felt relief in the news she said. He smiled and said, "Nah. I don't mind it at all."

He suddenly remembered the mistletoe above their heads.

I shouldn't try to tell her... he thought funnily, I might miss the chance to kiss her because of those dratted Nargles like the last time. But... I'm married to Ginny...

Well, still married to her... until next Monday, of course.

"What's funny, Harry?" she asked dreamily.

"I remembered someone." he said, "But that's nothing much important. Anyway, found any Snorkacks in Sweden, Luna?"

Please: R/R!