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Set during Deathly Hallows, this story sees Luna and Dean at Shell Cottage.

Luna listened to the waves crashing rhythmically against the cliffs as she and Dean sat working quietly. Harry, Ron and Hermione had left that morning and Luna was aware of the feeling that all of this would soon come to an end. Dean had asked her after breakfast if she would help him and she readily agreed. Anything to break the tension of all this waiting.

She turned to watch him now as he bent low, concentrating hard. An easy friendship had developed between them where they could sit together in silence and still be perfectly content. They understood each other now. She knew exactly how he felt when he said that he wanted to make something that would show Bill and Fleur their appreciation for letting them shelter at Shell Cottage. Luna had thought that this was a beautiful idea and had picked out the piece of driftwood he was currently carving.

Slowly, he was marking the wood with a recognizable picture of the cottage, which stood at the top of the hill behind them. Once he had finished, he held the wood up for her to see.

"Perfect," she said quietly.

"Your turn now," he replied.

She trained her new wand on the picture and slowly the waves that Dean had carved came to life. They crashed as steadily against the carved cliffs as they did in real life. Underneath the picture of the cottage, Luna carefully carved one word.

Sanctuary

Dean nodded his agreement and held out a piece of parchment to her.

Luna turned the wood over and slowly traced the words Dean had written on the back

In our darkest times your home became our Sanctuary. We can never thank you enough.

With love

Luna and Dean

"It's done," Luna said, turning to look at him.

He only nodded and rose to his feet. He held out his hand to her and she took it, rising.

As they walked, hand in hand, back to cottage to present their gift, Luna felt true hope and knew that even in the battle she was sure would soon begin she would always have friends.

And her Sanctuary.