Harry took the wand, and he hid it in the Room of Requirement, where it's power would die with Harry, in many years to come. Nobody would even know.

As Harry walked down the ravaged halls of Hogwarts, he felt a sense of pride. Also great grief for the many losses. But he felt something else, too. When he was holding his wand and staring right into the eyes of Voldemort, he felt the pulsing sense of life or death. And he saw an image flashing in his mind, of a blue eyed, blonde, and strangely wonderful girl. He hadn't ever noticed her before. Not really. Not that way.

Harry was soon running in the halls, calling her name. But nowhere was she seen. He jogged into the great hall, about to ask if anyone had seen her, when he ran right into Ginny, and knocked her over.

"Harry!" she said, as he helped her up. "I was just wondering where you'd gone off to." She smiled.

Harry looked down at Ginny. He knew how she felt, and he once too, had felt the same way. He felt horribly guilty that he no longer did. It wasn't Ginny's fault.

"Ginny, look I-" Harry began to say, when he was interrupted by Ron.

"Hey man, did you hide the You-Know-What?" he asked quietly.

"Wha- yeah, yeah. It's gone," Harry said, hoping Ron would leave. This was the last thing he needed. Breaking things off with his best friend's sister right in front of him.

Lucky for Harry, Ron left him to go talk to Hermione.

"You were saying, Harry?" Ginny said, looking hopeful. There was that guilt again.

"Sometimes, I guess, looking right into the eyes of death, can make you realize things," he said, trying to keep it as vague as possible. "Things you may have never noticed up until right then."

"What's your point?" she asked, slightly annoyed. He could see she knew he was avoiding his point.

"Ginny, you're amazing you are. But... looking into the eyes of Voldemort, in life or death-"

"You realized you loved another girl?" Ginny guessed, looking slightly hurt. Harry nodded shamefully. Ginny stood up straight. "Well I'm sure that she'll be happy. And that she truly deserves you," She smiled weakly.

"Are you sure you're okay with this?"

"Maybe there is someone for me that I just need to notice," she shrugged, still with misty eyes.

"Thanks," Harry whispered. Ginny smiled.

"Just go find your special girl," she said as she walked away. Harry took her words and searched.

Harry looked everywhere, but she could not be found. He began to worry. He returned to the Great Hall, and saw Hermione talking to a girl with long blonde hair. Harry sighed with relief and ran in their direction.

"Luna!" he called. She looked up at him with her pale blue eyes, and smiled softly. Hermione looked at Harry, then at Luna, and then she backed away from them.

"Harry," she said in her dreamy voice. "Are you alright?" Harry stared into her eyes.

"Never been better," he said. Luna took his hand and smiled again.

"Oh. Well, you've just defeated You-Know-Who. I'd imagine you'd be pretty elated at the moment," she said, and Harry smiled.

He known Luna for almost three years. He was one of the few people that understood her strange ways, and he knew she really understood him. He didn't mind her mentioning strange creatures or the fact that she would talk about crazy imaginative things. Luna was special. She didn't care what others thought.

"Luna," he said, getting her to focus on him. "You might just be the most amazing person I know."

"Yeah?" she whispered. This, he noticed, was one of the few times Luna was intensely focused, and serious about something everyone understood.

"Not everyone gets you. But I do." Harry's real emotions were coming out, and he, in no way, was going to make them any more or less. He wanted her to know.

"Luna Lovegood, I'm in love with you. I guess it just takes looking right into the face of death for what, the ninth time? To, uh, realize that I like you, I mean."

Luna laughed. But it wasn't at him, it was out of pure happiness. She beamed and threw her arms around Harry. Harry was surprised by this outburst, but he was happy it happened.

"Harry Potter, you are wonderful," she said. Harry smiled. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Ginny. She smiled. Harry was relieved.

Harry took Luna by the hand as the walked around the remains of Hogwarts. He told her about everything she was to him, and would always be.

"Luna... you are the only one who really understood me. You helped me in my fifth year to help tell everyone Voldemort was really alive. Even though my friends and I thought you were... off," He told her. "But as I got to really know you, I got used to your lifestyle. I don't care that other people might find you... well, weird. It really is interesting and fascinating. And you are always full of your wonders."

Harry wasn't used to speaking so openly, especially about his feelings. But with Luna, he knew that he would have a hard time embarrassing himself in front of her. She accepted him, and he accepted her.

"Harry, I know that not everyone gets that I know so much about things they don't understand. It used to bother me every time I would get teased by the other kids when I was little. But when I was sorted into Ravenclaw my first year, I couldn't believe it. Not after people called me crazy and stupid when I talked about the things my father taught me, like Crumple-Horned Snorkacks. The prefect told me that Ravenclaw had some of the smartest wizards come from that house. She told me that even they were teased sometimes for the things that they knew. Some people just couldn't handle the new discoveries, and the change. She was a really nice prefect, and helped me to not care what the other house witches and wizards thought. I knew I was smart. That's what mattered to me," Luna told Harry.

Harry was amazed by her story. He knew what it was like to be tormented as a child. He empathized her.

"You are one of the smartest Ravenclaw girls to have walked this school. One day, people will see you, and know how wrong they were," he whispered.

Harry leaned in close to her, and she looked into his eyes. He could see right into the vibrant blue, and he knew her, more than anyone. The she stood on her toes and kissed him. Harry hadn't thought about it for a second, but then he closed his eyes and parted his lips and kissed her back.