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Under the Moon's Glow

Chapter 1

Luna lay sprawled out on the floor, gazing lifelessly out the windows of 12 Grimuald Place. Waves of long blond hair spread out like a pool of gold, covering most of her body. It's been months since the end of the war. A day signaled by the stench of blood. Luna remembered the hope she felt when she saw Harry's body, raised from the dead. It seemed impossible, but that was what Harry does. He does the impossible.

Luna always thought that as long as Harry was alive, everything would be fine.

She was wrong. A week later, when Hogwarts rejoiced the fall of the Dark Lord, Luna wept before the grave of her father. Xenophilius Lovegood was simply a dreamer, whose only fault was loving his daughter. A mistake that led him to his death.

Since then, Luna lost all hope. No longer did she dream of creatures that did not exist. There was no fantasy world she could escape to. There was only real life, and real life is cruel.

Harry insisted on taking Luna in after her father's death, but day after day, she did nothing, said nothing.

The faint sound of footsteps broke Luna out of her daze. Rolling onto her back, Luna gazed up to see the almond shaped green eyes of Harry Potter staring down at her. His once bright sparking emerald eyes have long since dimmed to a murky green, but Luna loved them. War had tainted them both and sparkling emeralds just didn't match anymore. This murky green was suitable and to Luna, they were even more beautiful.

Harry squatted down and picked Luna up, one hand supporting her back, the other behind her knees. He kissed her forehead and began carrying her out of the room. As Harry got closer to the door, Luna kept her head turned, still looking out the window.

Anyone glancing at them would assume their connection to be of a romantic inclination, but they'd be wrong. What they evoked in each other was not desire, or even attraction, but something more. It was the meeting of two lost souls, desperately clinging to one another. Of the two, one cannot tell who was in a worse of the two. Some could say Harry, the boy who lived, suffered more, but under the loving hands of Ginevra Weasley, he healed. Luna never did.

Entering the kitchen, Harry placed Luna on a chair next to the counter. He searched cabinets for tea and put water in the kettle. He glanced at Luna to find her once again dazing off into space. A sad smile crossed his lips.

"Luna," Harry said softly, "Why don't you find Ginny and Lavender? They're having tea."

Luna shook her head.

"It would do you good. I'll be there in a bit."

Biting her lip, Luna nodded and walked out of the room.

Watching Luna's retreating figure, Harry sighed. He understood her apprehension. The wizarding community hasn't been kind to Luna. When Xenophilius Lovegood turned in the golden trio for the return of Luna, the wizarding world saw it as a great betrayal, and in the paranoia and hysteria of post war, sentenced him to death. Luna never forgave and never forgot. The Lovegoods were just victims of this horrible war, and being punished for it wasn't fair, but nothing involving war was fair.

Luna slowly made her way down the hallway, towards the last room on the right.

"How's Luna doing?"

Luna paused. The voice came from Lavender Brown. Well, now she's the new Mrs. Weasley, having recently married Ron.

"Well, she's not any worse, that's at least a good thing. I really do hope that she gets better soon, you know how worried Harry is." Ginny says in a soft tone.

"How is the boy who lived? Popped the question yet?" Lavender giggled.

Ginny sighed, "No… I don't know if he will. He's been so distant since the war." Ginny blushed, "We haven't been together since the war."

Lavender gasps, "You mean, you haven't slept together?" Ginny nods.

Lavender stands up, almost knocking her chair over in the process. "Ginevra Weasley! Of course he hasn't proposed yet." Lavender sits back down and grabs Ginny's hands. "Look," Lavender sighs, "I know that Luna is broken and what not, and I admire your 'take in strays' attitude, with you two letting Luna stay here. But it's killing your love life. It's been 4 months since the war! You're turning into the third wheel in this house."

"But," Ginny begins, but Lavender cuts her off.

"No butts missy. Find somewhere for Luna to stay and get your man into bed!"

From the hallway, Luna stands frozen, thinking back on the past 4 months. It's all true, she's in the way. Harry and Ginny have been so kind and generous and here she is, ruining their happiness. She has to leave, she has to go.

As soon Harry entered the room, Lavender and Ginny went silent. They were in the middle of discussing the hottest Qu