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1st Chapter

"Freaky Dance"

When Dumbledore's Funeral was officially over, students should leave Hogwarts within an hour, and catch the Hogwarts Express at Hogsmeade Train Station.

While most of the students were already packing their stuff, there was a small group of six students that were sitting under a big oak, stretched all over the grass, catching some sun without pronouncing a single word.

Suddenly, Luna Lovegood, the youngest of the group, stood up and began dancing in a freaky way.

Ron, who was lying next to his sister Ginny, noticed Luna's crazy behavior:

"Hey, whatcha doing?" He asked, looking at her like she went definitely mad.

Harry, who was almost asleep, woke up and was almost blinded by the sunlight as Luna answered Ron, still dancing:

"Dunno, I feel like dancing. Ya know…" She stopped her explanation, since she was getting tired, and after a few seconds she continued "Sometimes when I'm sad, like now, I feel like dancing and well, I feel much better." Then, she shrugged, and began dancing again.

Ginny, who was hearing all the conversation, couldn't help but smile, as she stood up.

"Mind if I join you?" She asked, starting to dance as freaky as Luna.

Now everyone's attention was centered on Ginny and Luna, who were now shaking their heads frenetically. Ron was staring at them, looking astonished by her sister lack of sanity. Neville, on the other hand, was confused:

"I wonder if that's sort of a girlish ritual." He mentally asked to himself, with a puzzled look on his face.

Harry was merely smiling, hesitating if he should join them or not. And Hermione, who was trying to read a book, shot some glances at Luna and Ginny but did not care much.

"I mean, they are on their own right to try to forget all the problems for some minutes." She thought.

Finally, Harry decided to join the girls, and was forced to remove his glasses, since they would probably fly away if he wanted to join the head-shaking dance.

"Oh my, even Harry now. They're mental!" Ron thought.

But now he was hesitating too, because they really sounded like they were having some fun.

"You know what?" Asked Harry to Luna, who stopped dancing for some seconds "This really works…" And so he begins dancing some sort of a gipsy dance.

Soon Ron and Neville joined the freaky dance, not caring about what the students that were passing by were thinking of them.

While he was doing a mix of tap and country dance, Ron realized Hermione was watching them with an amused smile on her face. She looked like she was hesitating too.

"Would you give me the honor of this loony dance?" Asked Ron, offering his right hand to Hermione.

Hermione was a bit taken back, and answered:

"Honestly, this isn't the sort of-"

"Oh c'mon, do you really care about what people will think right now?" Asked Ron.

Hermione thought for some seconds.

"Dumbledore's dead, sooner or later I'll be searching for Horcruxes with Harry and Ron…an adventure that probably I won't come back from…" She thought, biting her lip.

"You're right Ron…" She finally said, standing up and taking Ron's hand "Who cares?"

He leaded her to join the group with a small grin playing on his lips.

Half an hour later, the freaky dancers were stretched all over the grass again, pretty tired but feeling much more relieved. Now the sunlight wasn't so strong, since 6 o'clock was almost arriving.

"This wasn't definitely the way I pictured I would spend my last day at Hogwarts." Admitted Ron, scratching the back of his head.

"How did you picture it then?" Asked Hermione, who as sitting next to him.

"I didn't. I never thought that day was so close. But if I did imagine how it would be like, it wouldn't definitely be like this." He said, yawning. "But at least it was a laugh." He added, closing his eyes.

And there they stayed, some admiring the cloud's formations; others thinking if they were going to have dinner before or after McGonagall's speech; some that finally started reading in peace a book; others looking for their lost glasses; some wondering if they should place a name on their Mimbelus Mimbletonia; and others, trying to avoid the thought that they would have a Phlegm as sister-in-law soon.

"Do you guys think Hogwarts will close?" Asked Neville, who was sitting with his arms around his legs.

"Dunno." Answered Harry, who had finally found his glasses and was now cleaning them to his shirt" But even if it doesn't close, I reckon I won't come back."

Neville looked shocked.

"Why not?" he asked.

Harry merely shrugged, hesitating if he should tell Neville and Luna about the Horcruxes. But Neville understood that Harry didn't want to talk so he didn't insist.

After a few more seconds of silence, Luna sighed heavily.

"What's the matter?" Asked Ginny.

"Oh, you know. Today you guys actually behaved like you were my friends." She admitted, with a dreamy look on her face.

"Well, yeah, maybe that's because we ARE your friends…!" Said Ginny, patting Luna's head.