Harry Potter and the Moon of History
AN: This is my first attempt at A HP Fanfiction, and also a first attempt on completing said Fanfiction.
With my military activities I don't know if I will or not but if you bother me enough, It should happen.
Just remember now, Harry Potter does not belong to me, if it did, I would drive a very nice car and have
all the cinnamon buns I could eat. Enjoy!
Chapter 1
Looking towards Number four Private Drive you would see a normal house, a normal yard and a normal
family. Though if you looked closely you would see many occurrences that don't add up, Owls flying
during the day, strange people wandering about. This was home to the Dursley Family, and one Harry
Potter. In his past years he was a normal boy with a few odd habits that would be seen with most boys
his age, then he turned eleven, and it all went to hell. He had begun receiving letters until his uncle
Vernon had hit the roof and ran for the hills dragging them with him. He had then met Hagrid, The
Weasleys, and of course Hermione, Luna, and Neville. He had conquered an Evil Teacher, Fought a
Basilisk, Defeated Dementors, found a family, and completed a Tournament facing down the darkest
wizard of the century. He had seen death up close and too personal, and last year, he had lost the family
he had discovered due to his own mistakes.
He now sat alone, locked in a room in the Dursley household, bloody beaten and hopeless. The "talk"
Vernon had gotten from Mad Eye had not helped him, it had infuriated Vernon who held off until he had
gotten harry home. He then tore him a new one, His face hit a new shade of puce and after riding home
with his mutterings, Harry was afraid. Vernon had started screaming and came at him, Harry had tried
to draw his wand but it was knocked from his hand as Vernon slugged him. The massive man then went
and began to beat the boy for the next hour to harry groaning and yelling in pain. The last thing harry
remembered while conscious was Vernon snapping his wand into pieces and dragging him up the stairs
and tossing him unceremoniously on the floor. He left and harry finally submitted to the pain and saw
dark.
He dreamt the dream encompassed his life, choices and mistakes; he lying there for hours dreaming
thinking, and starving. He had been unconscious for two days and lying there for the last four days. He
had not heard a peep in the house, it seemed that they had left him here, unable to move, unable to eat,
and unable to survive. The room smelt terrible, not that he noticed being in and out of consciousness,
that and the fact that if he took a breathe wrong he was in immeasurable pain. He had figured that it was
a couple broken ribs. 'It doesn't matter; my life led to Cedric's death, to Sirius's death, even my parents died
because of me. Who else will die because of me, who else will be forced to suffer, it's better for it to all end now.'
With those thoughts, the last of the Potter's passed into peaceful unconsciousness once again.
She had been worried. They had talked before Harry had left with Ron and Hermione to find a
compartment on the train. She had seen the pained look on his face when they had run into each other
in the hall, the hurt in his voice as he had tried to help her, she was even there when his godfather, the
only family he had left, fell through the veil in the department of mysteries due to one evil curse to the
chest. She had watched as all the pain in his life had flashed before his eyes when Professor Lupin had
held him back. She knew he would not be able to handle this, she knew that she had to help, and she
knew that Ginny Weasley would hate her for what she was about to do. Luna Lovegood was going to
Mr. Potter's side and nothing would stop her.
She walked up the stairs of her home to her room. She began packing her trunk up with clothing, school
supplies, and all the other essentials for the trip. She knew she would be staying there until the return to
Hogwarts and planned to be ready. She had told her father what she was doing and he was surprisingly
supportive, he handed her a bag of galleons while wishing her luck. She was surprised to say the least
but didn't question it as she jumped into the floo and said " The Dursley's", disappearing into emerald
green flames.
The Dursley's, after Arthur's gathering of harry a few years back, had never resealed the fireplace in fear
of what had happened the first time. Of course the Dursley's weren't home so no one noticed when an
emerald flame appeared in the hearth and Luna tumbled out. Shaking the wrackspurts out of her head
she began looking around the home trying to find harry. She moved upstairs to see if he was there but
was surprised to see a triple-locked door. Pointing her wand and whispering "alohamora" the locks
glowed for a minute before clicks were heard. She swung the door open and dropped her trunk. Her
hands had flew to her mouth with a gasp at the site. Harry was lying there on the ground where he was
thrown, a puddle of blood and filth surrounded him. He was a sight. "Oh Harry, what did they do to
you"
Her dreamy expression which normally seen on her face was nowhere around, this was the real Luna.
Her face was set in a mask that she only let a few see, her father, and now harry. She instantly moved
towards him and began using the spells that she had learned after her mother's death to begin healing
him. The physical wounds were easy, the psychological ones were not. He began to wake up and Luna
helped him stretch a bit. "Be careful Harry, I repaired all I could but your gonna be sore for a few days".
He looked up to her with his emerald eyes of his dulled, but a confusion was definitely seen in them.
"How" he whispered out and she motioned to her wand "I don't know what you were told but
everyone who was at the department of mysteries are now exempt from underage wizardry. Harry
nodded slightly in understanding. Thoughts were beginning to whirl about his head before Luna
interrupted his thoughts. "Come on Harry, Let's get you cleaned up a bit" She supported his weight as
she helped him towards the bathroom that connected his and Dudley's room. He didn't fight her as she
lifted the shirt over his head and tossed t back into the room, or when she helped him out of his pants.
He sat there in his boxers a bit embarrassed but fine none the less. He watched her as she ran water for
a bath and even added some of the bubble mix she had brought along with her. Her blonde hair was
pulled back into a ponytail that cleared up the view to her face. He saw that since she wasn't in her
school uniform she was slender but definitely curved just right, she was a right beauty. She would
definitely be a wonderful wife for someone one day. Who knows it could even be him. "Wait me? Why
would I think…." He didn't get to complete his thought as Luna shut off the water and proceeded to
remove her shirt. "Luna!!" he tried covering his eyes so he wouldn't see anything by accident. Her hands
covered his and lightly pulled them away from his eyes. "Harry do you trust me?" she asked looking
directly in his eyes looking for doubt. He nodded slowly trying to keep his eyes from wandering from
the now shirtless girl. "Then relax, and trust me" She turned for a moment while he removed the last of
his garments and slid into the tub. He relaxed slowly into the water closing his eyes. It felt like
everything the Dursley's did to him the last few days slipped away. A sudden splash of water and warm
skin brushing against his made him sit up rapidly. Luna, now nude, was sitting across from him. His
stayed locked with hers as she smiled slightly. "Harry relax, nothing is going to happen and someone
needs to help you wash. Don't you disagree mister, you know after what they just did you shouldn't do
much of anything. Just think of madam Promfrey would say". He blinked; he knew she was right but that
last comment caught him off guard. If Madam Promfrey knew he was naked in a tub with a girl after
being injured she would hit the roof. The face that she would make sent him into a fit of laughter which
Luna joined after realizing what she said. "Turn around" she ordered, and once she did began to help
him wash. She reached over to grab a shampoo bottle for his hair when her breasts rubbed into his
back. He froze and turned beet red. She giggled slightly "Why Mister potter it seems that you do have
an interest in the opposite sex" He turned and began to argue when he noticed she was out of the
water from the waist up. He froze once again as Luna sank back into the water with pink on her face.
"Harry" she began but paused at the thought of what she was going to do. She leaned over slightly and
kissed him lightly on the lips. "Finish up, I'm going to towel off and clean up a bit, call me when you
done." He managed to close his eyes in time when she stood up. She left the room and he sat there for
a minute. "Well that was new".
She walked into his room and changed into a pair of light blue pajamas; she whipped out her wand and
was ready to go. She began what she was best at, charms and transfiguration. Just like Hermione was top
of her year Luna was top of hers. She began cleaning and rearranging everything to how it was
beforehand. She smiled that it took only a couple of flicks of her wand. She heard her name called from
the other room. Harry, wow she had been bold with what she had done. She had left a change of
clothes in there for him so she just had to help him to the bed. She walked in and was surprised at what
a shrinking charm had been on his clothes, minus the weight lost from the starvation the Dursley's had
caused, he looked fit. Not bulky strong, but lithe and panther like. She shook her head at the thought
and began to help him to the bed. He settled in and she looked at him. "Well Mister Potter I thought
you would have asked for food by now like a certain Weasley I know".
"Now Luna, that's not a nice thing to say about Ginny" Her eyes went wide for a moment before
laughing. He thought the sound was wonderful to him. "Thanks Luna, the thought did cross my mind
though"
"What would you like to eat Harry?" he looked thoughtful for a moment before replying "Surprise me".
A wink and a wave of a wand later he had a plate full of Delicious cinnamon buns ready to eat. He raised
a brow and dug in after her brief response of "Favorite".
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