31st December 1999

"Why the hell did you bring me here?" Harry groaned, glancing around at the busy night club, the purple and gold strobe lights casting everyone in a weird gaudy hue. "You needed some cheering up Harry" Hermione said kindly, taking a sip from her cherry shot, which had been based mainly on the style of the muggles alcoholic beverages, one of the few things the wizarding world had been inspired by. "Also this is one of the bars, Ginny won't visit" Ron mumbled, his eyes fixed on a tall dark girl in a purple leotard across the room. Hermione swatted him over the head and scolded him for ogling at girls like that when she was sitting so close by, was he really that stupid she asked. Harry had to laugh at his silly best friends, it was still weird to him, to think of them as couple, even though they had been together for about two years now solidly. "Seriously mate, girls are nutters, you got away alive" Ron snorted, grabbing Hermione's wrists so that she couldn't hit him any more, instead he pulled her towards him and planted a huge kiss on her lips, halting her mid rant.

That sign of compassion, made Harry's whole stomach turn upside down, as he once again delved into the dark pit of his mind, which just couldn't get over Ginny.

His relationship with Ginny had been going so well, they enjoyed hanging out together, the sex was great he thought, but after a year, she just seemed to drift away from him, pushing him from her every time he tried to show her some love. In the end she had sat him down on his sofa and had confessed to cheating on him with Dean Thomas. Harry had just shut down then, ignoring her cries as she told him how sorry she was, but she couldn't stay in the relationship with him any longer, she had to get out. He had just left her without a word, walking out the door and into the streets, to find the nearest pub. Harry got seriously drunk that night, pouring butter beer after butter beer down his throat, until all images of Ginny, became one big ginger blur. He had finally stumbled home at three in the morning and collapsed on the same sofa she had dumped him on. When he woke up five hours later, his head reeling, he realized all Ginny's stuff had left and her rose perfume in the air, was the only thing that still remained of her.

That had been three months ago, but he still couldn't get over her. The last month or so, Ron and Hermione had tried everything to get him over it, hanging out with him all the time, sending him on blind dates, everything, but nothing had worked for him. He had only agreed to come out tonight, because it was New Years Eve and it would just make him even more depressed, if he had spent the night alone. So they had got him all dressed up, well Hermione had and apparated with him to the best wizard club they knew. Called Kassandra's, after the Greek priestess, who predicted the future and the war with Troy. Where the music was all bass, techno and a slight mix of R&B to give the dancers something to sway to. It was like any other club, except witches and wizards could use magical freely, as long as they didn't use it against another.

"You just need to relax a little Harry. Have a drink. Dance with someone, there's plenty of pretty girls around" Hermione said finally, pulling away from Ron's embrace, her face positively red. "Don't think I'm ready for the girl bit yet, but I will buy us another round of drinks, what do you guys want?" Harry stood up, smoothing the creases in his black shirt. "Extra strong butter beer please mate" Ron said cheerily, obviously glad he didn't have to spend too much money, since he was still pretty hard up. "I'll have a normal butter beer, think I need to pace myself before midnight. Thanks Harry" Hermione said, glancing at the watch on her wrist, a beautiful, delicate silver watch that Ron had bought her for her last birthday. Probably the most expensive thing he had ever bought.

Harry left their small booth and walked over to the bar, sliding past crowds of girls, dressed in slutty witch outfits, obviously hoping to catch everyones eye. One of these girls moved suddenly from the crowd and blocked Harry's path. He looked down at her and saw that she was looking him up and down with a smirk. Finally her eyes rested on his and she purred "you've grown up Harry." He had no idea who this girl was, although her outfit wasn't going to give him any clues. She was dressed in a black frilly corset, with an attached skirt and thigh high black boots. Around her white neck was a black lace choker, which matched the dangly earrings that almost fell against her shoulder. Her long, iron straight, black hair and witches hat covered most of her face. "Sorry, do I know you?" She let out a high giggle "I guess I've changed a lot as well, it's me Harry, Cho Chang." Shit. Wow she had changed! She looked years older then she was and like something out of a fashionable horror movie, the ones with models in, instead of actors. Aaah Harry remembered those when he was thirteen, during the summer, bored at the Dursley's house. "Yeah Cho, it's…good to see you again. What have you been doing recently?" Cho smiled at him again and dragged him over to the bar, slipping onto one of the black leather bar stools, her skirt rising higher up her legs, showing a inch of her very high up black garter. "Oh this and that, travelled to Italy for a little bit, enjoyed the sights, if you know what I mean" she giggled again, a laugh that Harry had never noticed she had. Maybe she had changed in personality, as well as looks. "Then I came back here. So how about you, what you been up to?" Before Harry could answer, Cho had grasped onto his knee with a well manicured hand and leant forward, giving him a good view down her corset. "Are you still with Ginny?" When Harry shook his head, Cho stroked his knee, it could have been seen as comforting, but by the way she bit her lip, there was no way she wasn't trying to be sexual. Harry knew that in a second, he could have Cho against the wall outside in the alley, pulling down her underwear. If she was wearing any.

But he wasn't in that mood right now. Harry turned and got the barmen's attention, "two extra strong butter beers and one normal, please" he asked, "oooh, not gonna buy me a drink Harry?" Cho's grip on his knee got tighter, after she had moved it higher up his thigh, "ugh, what do you want?" He slowly moved his leg so that she lost her hold on him. Cho seemed put out, but kept on her smile as she simpered "lime and vodka would lovely." Harry waited until the drinks were handed to him, he gave the bartender three Galleons and then slid of his chair. "Nice to see you Cho, maybe we can meet up another time" Harry said, picking up the butter beers, "why not now?" Cho giggled, sticking her bottom lip out, "I'm with friends right now. Another time." Then he walked off, not giving her a chance to speak.

"What took you so long Harry?" Ron asked, grabbing his drink from Harry's hand in seconds. Hermione flicked his forehead "you idiot Ron, didn't you see he was talking to a girl. Who was she?" Hermione took her drink more gracefully, making sure not to spill it on her bright red lace dress, or on Ron, who had pulled her onto his lap, to stop her from being able to attack him so much she guessed, although he had said it was so that he could get closer to her. "It was Cho Chang" Harry said, trying to keep his voice as calm as possible, so that he wouldn't give any of his emotions away. "Seriously!" Hermione gasped, turning her head round to look at their old school friend, well kind of friend. "She's….grown up I see" Hermione muttered, her teeth slightly clenched, obviously she found Cho's risque outfit a little bit too much. "Blood hell, she looks fit!" Hermione whipped round and hit Ron over the head again, "stop doing that in front of me!" Ron just blushed and pressed his head against Hermione's back, "fine I won't look at any other girl, I won't even look around the room." Hermione seemed to find his over the top apology rather good, as she took another sip from her butter beer and then turned round to give him a kiss on his ginger mop. "So why didn't you stay with her?"

Harry knocked back his drink in one go, "because she was looking for a quick, new years eve fling. I'm not up for that right now, in all seriousness Hermione." Hermione looked at him and he could see the pity in her eyes. "You'll get over her Harry, I know you will." She got up from Ron's lap and gave Harry a quick hug, before pardoning herself, saying she was popping to the ladies.

"Are you ever gonna tell me what happened with my sister?" Ron asked, shuffling over so that he could talk to Harry a bit more privately, although the deafening music made it hard for them to hear each other, let alone anyone else hear them. "I don't want to drag you in to it Ron, you're her family, I wouldn't want to sully your view of your own sister." Ron shook his head angrily, "it was that bad huh?" Harry rubbed his eyes, glad not to have his annoying glasses getting in the way. He had missed them at first, after he had got them magically fixed at a special wizard eye surgery, his present to himself, but now he loved not having to worry about them falling off anymore. "Just forget about it Ron, tonight I just want to ignore the memory of ever having been with Ginny."

"If you wanted to do that, you would have slept with Cho tonight. That would make you forget it right away." Ron sniggered, trying to lighten the heavy mood. "She sure did look fuck able in that corset." Harry shrugged, Ron was right, but the idea of him being with Cho, just didn't seem right, specially since he had been with her, before he got with Ginny, it would just be like going in a full circle. "I just need to find the right girl" he mumbled, mostly to himself, but by the way Ron sighed, he had obviously heard.

"Hey, look who I spotted on my way back" Hermione laughed, stepping towards the table. Harry looked up and his jaw almost hit the table. "Hello Harry" Luna said, in her ethereal voice, as she fiddled with one of her earrings. Luna looked amazing in Harry's opinion. She was wearing a black sequin dress that came half way down her thigh, it contrasted perfectly with her skin and gave her a slight 1920s feel. Luna was also wearing knee high black boots that laced up at the front, as well as hundreds of silver bangles and when she pulled her hair back behind her ears, he noticed the quirky little Dirigible Plums earrings.

"Hello Luna" Harry finally stuttered, "do..do you want to sit down?" He said, gesturing towards the empty seat next to him, "yes, thank you. I've been afraid to sit down all night, I'm pretty sure Nargles have infested this club and they'd just love to take my shoes, but I should be safe with you guys." She talked as if she was in a dream and her face was so serene, she seemed not to fit in with the party scene, but that was always the way with Luna. "Glad you haven't changed since school Luna" Ron chuckled, pulling Hermione once again down onto his lap. He was obviously still so protective over her, scared any second a wizard would walk up to her and start flirting with her while his back was turned.

"So what have you been up to Luna?" Harry asked, turning his body slightly towards her, so that he could look at her properly. She really did look good, maturer then at school and she had definitely got a firmer grasp on fashion then she had back then. The image of her in that pink dress at SlugHorn's christmas party had been a funny sight. She had looked like a christmas tree covered in pink wrapping paper, but she had carried it off with her quirkiness. Now she had the quirky side and the well dressed side. It was good mix, Harry thought, glancing at her large pale grey eyes, rimmed with kohl. "I've been helping my dad out a bit with Quibbler and next year I might go to Wales, as.." she leaned and whispered into his ear, her hot breathe tickling it a bit, making his spin tingle, "I have been told that there is a pond there, full of Dabberblimps. If I can get one, then I can classify it and everyone can know about it." Luna moved back away from Harry and he suddenly felt upset about not being as close to her as he would have liked, she had smelt really good, like a whole case of Butter Beer. "What about you Harry, what have you been doing?" Harry paused a second trying to find a memory from the last two years , that didn't involve Ginny. "I've been training really, trying to get as much experience as possible in D.A.D.A. Took a trip to Germany for a couple of weeks, since they have some of the best wizards in that field. Apart from that, well nothing." Lie. "How's Ginny? I was quite surprised not to see her tonight" Oh Luna, always cutting to the chase. "Were not together any more" Harry said quietly, his heart clenching slightly. Suddenly Luna was holding Harry's cheek, starring deep into his eyes, with her head slightly tilted. "I'm sorry for you Harry. You'll find someone special again"

"Thanks Luna" Harry's hand twitched slightly and he was just about to place his hand over Luna's, when she pulled away and picked up a drink, taking a sip. Harry watched her every move, finding her oddly sexy. Seriously? This is Luna! Harry told himself, how could he be looking at her in that way? Wasn't he only a couple minutes ago, saying he didn't want to get involved with a women right now. Although Luna's not really like anyone else, she's always treated him differently. Luna treated him like he was special, but not because he was the boy who lived or the chosen one, but because he was a good friend and he was talented. That's why he had liked Luna in the first place.

"Were gonna go dance" Hermione giggled, her voice becoming slightly slurred, she'd only had one butter beer and one cherry shot, was Hermione un able to take her liquor? Harry chuckled a little to himself, as he watched Ron hoist his girlfriend up onto her feet and direct her to the dance floor, turning back to give Harry a cheeky grin, as they disappeared into the throng of bodies.

Harry glanced slightly back towards Luna, watching as she fiddled slightly with one of her earrings. He wanted to get closer to her, smell her perfume, hold her against him. Could he ask her to dance? She wouldn't laugh at him and he doubted she would be mean, might as well give at go. "Do you want to dance with me Luna?" Harry croaked, reaching up to ruffle his hair nervously. Luna watched him and then slipped out of the booth. Harry thought she would walk off just then, but she just held out her hand for him to take. Harry took in a deep breathe and grabbed her hand, letting her lead him into the middle of the crowd, pushing past the grinding bodies. Luna stopped suddenly and turned around to face him, her eyes looked wider and more magical in the dark light. She never let go of his hand as she swayed back and forth, throwing her head around, she seemed to almost be in a trance from the music. Harry noticed that her dance style had changed a little as well, the same as her dress sense. It was still slightly weird, but it was also sexy and fitted in better with the rest of the dancers. A big change since the last time he'd seen her dance, at Bill and Fleur's wedding.

Harry took a big leap and slipped his hand around her waist. He waited a second, checking for her reaction, but Luna just carried on dancing. So he pulled her body against his gently and placed both hands on her hip, rocking them both gently in time to the music. Harry took a glimpse down and was caught by Luna, starring at him with full, strong eyes. She lightly touched his shoulders with her dainty hands, causing Harry to go into meltdown, as he skin burned at her touch. "Do you want to kiss me Harry?" Luna said calmly, still swaying her body gently back and forth.

Harry didn't have to think, his body reacted for him, pressing himself closer against Luna, while his head bobbed up and down. Luna wasted no time, tilting her head high so that their lips could meet. She licked his lips, asking for his permission and when he gave it to her, opening his mouth, her delicate pink tongue slid in, enticing Harry with every stroke against his. Luna kissed like she danced. It wasn't perfect, it wasn't particularly full of knowledge or experience, but it was still good. Luna was gentle in her kiss, but every so often she would become brave and would become more fierce and dominant, overwhelming Harry with full on passion and the it would go. Also the taste of the butter beer on her tongue, mixed with the taste of her chocolate lip balm, was enough to leave Harry begging for more.

Harry let his hands wander ever so gradually over her small frame, as they continued to kiss. Harry had never felt more intrigued and excited by a kiss, he couldn't understand how so little, could turn him into a confused, infatuated wreck.

Suddenly Luna pulled away slightly and lifted a fob watch from underneath her dress and popped it open. She looked up at Harry and gave him a small sad smile "I've got to go Harry." She began to pull away, but Harry clung on for a second "Would it be alright, if I contacted you?" Luna's smile changed into a grin and she leaned up on her tip toes and kissed his cheek softly. "Of course." With that she slid out of his grasp and walked off, leaving him standing alone, but happier then he had been in a long time.

Ok guys, this is my new harry potter story. I always thought Luna and Harry were a better couple. Hope you like it, please review and favorite. This was gonna be just a one shot, but I thought it would be better to make it a full story.

If you want to see pictures of what I think the characters would look like and their outfits check out my photobucket album

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