Hey, everyone! This is my first story that I have posted. Please, please review! I know this is an unusual couple, but it's one of my favorites! This story is girl/girl. Don't like? Don't read. =D Read the story! Rated M for dark/sensitive themes and later chapters.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. All characters belong to J.K. Rowling. Enjoy!!

Her arms were wrapped around the other's slender waist, and she was kissing her passionately. Her tongue explored her mouth hungrily.

"My, you're quite eager," the other teased, after they had pulled away slightly.

She blushed. "I'm sorry. I just waited so long for this," she confessed, casting her eyes to the floor.

A grin spread across the other's face. "Oh? Well, I won't disappoint you, then." Without warning, she grabbed the other girl by the front of her robes, and pushed her back roughly on her bed. She settled on top of her, a wolfish smile on her delicate face. Twisting around, she locked the door to the girls' dorm, and casted a silencing charm with her wand. Without taking her eyes off her companion, she gently laid her wand on the nightstand. She leaned down to the shocked girl beneath her. Her long, smooth hair tickled the sides of her face. "No one will be able to hear your moans now, huh?" Her eyes twinkled mischievously. She didn't wait for an answer. Instead, she crashed her lips against hers heatedly, hands immediately disappearing under her robes.

She gasped in shock at the cool hands on her stomach. Tingles raced up and down her spine. She felt intoxicated, and she never wanted that feeling to end. She sighed in content as her robes were slowly removed. "Oh, Merlin," She breathed. She ran her own hand through the other's beautiful locks. Her eyes were closed. Suddenly, a pause. She felt nothing, but heard slight movement on her bed. She cautiously opened her eyes, and her mouth dropped open in shock. The other girl sat naked on her bed, grinning at her. She surveyed her body, memorizing every inch and encoding it into her brain.

"I----" she started, but was cutoff mid sentence by the other's soft, pink lips.

"Don't talk, love. You're going to lose your voice anyway..." She shivered. She opened her mouth, and saw her dorm mate gazing at her expectedly, waiting patiently for her to speak.

"Miss Lovegood! Are you paying attention?!" Luna's blond head snapped up. She took in her surroundings. She had fallen asleep in her morning Advanced Potions class. Again. A few of her fellow Ravenclaws stared at her.

"S-sorry," she stammered. "I'm exhausted. I was up all night," she explained. Professor Snape glared down at her. His long nose seemed even bigger from Luna's point of view. "Has his nose always been that long?"

"What may I ask, was it that kept you up all night? Surely, you couldn't have been studying. After all, you are a Ravenclaw," he droned out in his monotonic voice. A few Slytherins chuckled.

Luna glanced down, embarrassed. "I couldn't sleep because of a certain girl that is on my mind 24/7." She didn't dare say that aloud. The whole school already thought she was a nut job and made fun of her; she didn't need to be made fun of for being gay."I was studying," she said finally, raising her ice-blue eyes to meet Snape's coal black ones.

Snape advanced on her. His black cloak flowed behind him. "Well, then you should have no problem answering this question: what is the main ingredient needed to make the Memory potion?"

Luna blinked, confused. She had read this. She racked her brain for an answer, but the only thing that came to mind was a certain girl she was forced to see every single day. She shrugged sheepishly. "I...I don't know, sir," she whispered.

"You don't know?" Luna shook her head. "Perhaps, Miss Lovegood, it would be wise for you to use the potion in order to improve your memory," he sneered. Two girls that sat behind Luna giggled in unison. "The main ingredient in a memory potion is the Jobberknoll feather, Miss Lovegood. Maybe I should assign you a tutor, hm?"

Luna shook her head quickly. "That's not necessary, sir. I promise, I'll pay more attention in class."

"Miss Lovegood, this is the seventh time you have fallen asleep in my classroom within the past month. I am assigning you a tutor. Now, I will not waste the time of any of my students, seeing as how you can barely stay awake enough as it is. It will have to be from someone from your own house. Who would like to volunteer to tutor the incompetent Miss Lovegood?"

Silence. "No one?" He turned to Luna. "My, my. It seems like none of your fellow Ravenclaws are willing to help you," he paused, glancing around the room. "Surely, someone will volunteer." He folded his arms. "Deduction of points may be needed," he added sourly.

Luna sunk lower in to her seat, wanting to disappear through the dungeon floor. She could feel her classmates' eyes on her.

"I'll do it." A voice piped up from the back. "I'd be happy to help Luna." Luna groaned inwardly. Of course. It had to be her that volunteered.

Snap grinned, yellow teeth bared. "Ah, someone does want to help you, Miss Lovegood."

"....Great," Luna said, trying to sound happy.

"Very well. You are to start tomorrow night at 8:00pm. To ensure tutoring actually takes place, the two of you are to meet in my classroom. Do I make myself clear?"

Luna nodded meekly. "Crystal," she muttered under her breath.

"We'll be here, Professor Snape," Her soft, melodic voice drifted to Luna's ears. Her cheeks brightened.

"See to it that you will. Oh, and twenty points from Ravenclaw for irresponsible behavior." The room was filled with groans from the Ravenclaws and chuckles from the Slytherins. "Class dismissed," he spat dully, already grading assignments.

Luna was out the door in a flash, nearly tripping over someone's leg. She muttered an apology before racing away. She dived into the girls' bathroom. She stared into the mirror. Her reflection stared back. She gasped in surprised. She looked awful. Bloodshot eyes, deep bags under them, her normally shiny blond hair looked frizzled and dried. She lightly smacked her forehead.

"Why, Luna?! Why do you have to love her?!" she cried aloud to herself. She gathered some of her hair into her hands and yanked. Hard. "Fuck," she groaned, sliding down with her back against the wall of the bathroom. She buried her head in her arms and cried, her tears spilling out onto her robes. A few minutes later, she heard the distinct sound of a door opening. She wearily looked up. Two second-year Gryffindors were standing at her, their eyes wide. Luna slowly climbed to her feet. She left the bathroom in a rush.

Luna made her way outside. She ignored the number of whispers and stares that followed her. She settled under a big oak tree, gazing out into the lake. The rest of her classes had been cancelled for the day. Except for Snape's, of course. Snape refused to cancel his lessons. Dumbledore had decided to reward the students for all their hard work with the day off. The weather was perfect for it. Birds chirped. The air smelled fresh and clean. The sun was out. Students were walking around outside, enjoying the weather with their friends. The lake sparkled brilliantly. Luna took out a sketchpad from her bag, and flipped it open to a drawing she'd been working on for weeks. Her hand flew over the page as she drew.

"Whatcha drawing?" A feminine voice to her left asked.

Luna jumped. Looking up, she saw the object of her affection standing there, grinning. Her long, silky black hair hung perfectly around her shoulders. Her enthralling green eyes expressive and bright. The sun's rays casted down on her face, illuminating her eyes, and they sparkled like the finest of diamonds. "H-hey, Cho!" she cried, trying to sound as casual as possible. "What's up?"

Cho grinned. She sat down next to Luna gracefully, folding her muscular legs beneath her. "Enjoying the beautiful weather, of course!" Her green eyes landed on Luna's sketchpad. "May I see?"

"No!" Luna quickly closed her sketchpad. "I mean, not until I'm done, that is," she added hastily, noticing Cho's hurt expression.

"Okay, fair enough!" She laid on her back, gazing up at the clear, blue sky. She could hear the distant sound of a Quidditch practice being held. She wrinkled her petite nose, groaning. "I have practice later. Our big match is tomorrow!"

Luna nodded dreamily. "Yeah," she muttered. Her eyes locked on Cho's tanned, smooth skin. She swallowed hard.

Cho rolled over on her stomach, facing the younger Ravenclaw. She took in her state with concern. "Are you all right? You took trashed. You haven't looked like yourself lately," she noted. "Idiot! What did you say that for?! You're going to give yourself away!" she mentally scolded herself.

"Cho's noticed I haven't been myself lately? Could she possibly return my feelings?" She smiled at Cho, her words getting caught in her throat. "Don't be stupid. Of course she doesn't. Cho is beautiful. She can have any guy in the school!"

Luna cleared her throat. "I'm just tired. No need to be alarmed. Pixies have kept me up at night. Dastardly devils they are!"

Cho raised a perfectly shaped eyebrow. "Pixies?" She laughed loudly, giving her a friendly punch on the arm. "You're a riot, Lu'!"

"Lu'?" Luna repeated, puzzled.

Cho's face flushed. "Smooth, Chang. Way to give up the secret nickname you gave to her."

"I-I meant Luna," she said rapidly. "I guess that's just shorter way of saying it," she fumbled, forcing herself to look at something other than Luna.

Luna smiled dumbly. "Lu? She has a nickname for me?" "I like it. I think it's cute," she gushed.

Cho gave her a cheshire smile . "I guess I'll have to call you that from now on," she winked cutely.

Shivers raced up Luna's spine. "O-okay," she muttered airily.

"She has the most beautiful, hypnotic voice I've ever heard," Cho thought to herself. A gust of wind blew her hair over her eyes, obscuring her vision. She hastily brushed her thick hair back. Luna had stood up and was scuffling her feet against the grass nervously. "What?" she asked, perplexed.

"I-uh, must be off," she replied quickly. "Studying to do, ya know."

Disappoint crossed Cho's features, but quick as flash, it was gone. She stood up as well. "Aw, you don't want to spend this gorgeous day with me?" she asked, a little teasingly. She stepped closer to the strange, but intoxicating blond Ravenclaw.

Luna trembled. "N-no!" stammered. "I mean, yes! I just have soo homework to do! You know Professor Snape is a dick, and he decided to pile it on. Plus, I have a ton of beetles to look after! I have to check on the Flying Button Mice, too!" She rambled on nervously. Words pouring out of her mouth. "I need to---" she stopped suddenly when she felt the soft flesh of Cho's fingertip against her lips. Her insides melted.

"Calm down, Lu'!" She grinned at her, cocking her head to the side curiously. "You're awfully jittery. Did your dad send you a big box of chocolates again?" she asked, remembering the time Luna's father had sent Luna a box of chocolates so large, there had been enough for the whole Ravenclaw house to have their fill.

"No! I'm just...I haven't slept well at all," she admitted. It was the truth. She hadn't slept well. And the reason was standing right in front of her.

Cho frowned. She hated seeing Luna like this. "Aw, I'm sorry! Tell ya what; after we study tomorrow night, you and I can have a sleepover in the Room of Requirement! Tomorrow is Friday after all. We'll have so much fun! We can do all the girly stuff guys think we do at slumber parties. What do you say?" she asked hopefully.

"Please say yes," she thought. This could be her only opportunity to get Luna alone and tell her how much she loved her.

"Spend the night with her? Alone?" She gulped. Luna wasn't sure she'd able to control herself if they were to spend the night alone. The desire for Cho was so strong; it was practically killing her inside.

Silence. Luna glanced at Cho. Her eyes were bright, and full of hope. She shot Luna a smile, waiting patiently. She just couldn't say no to her.

"O-okay. Sure," Luna beamed at her. "It'll be fun!"

"That's great!" Cho cried, a little too eagerly. "I mean, awesome."

Luna nodded. "I have to get going, but I'll see you later!" She moved forward, and tripped over her own feet- she was never that graceful.

Cho moved quickly; reflex skills kicking in immediately. She grabbed Luna by her arm, and yanked her upright. She pulled the small girl closer to her.

"Silly! You have to be careful! Are you all right?" Her green eyes were round.

"I--I--I'm fine," she squeaked. They were so close.

Cho could see the grey flecks in Luna's bright, captivating blue eyes. Her vanilla scent wafted up her nose, and she felt increasingly lightheaded. Before she could stop herself, Cho reached out and brushed a strand of Luna's thick, sleek white-blond hair out of her eyes. Her fingers rested against her temple.

Luna's knees buckled. She ripped away from Cho's grasp, stumbling back and nearly falling again. She had to get away from her. Now.

"Se--see you later, Cho," she stammered, before clumsily snatching up her belongings and hurrying away.

"Bye," Cho said softly to Luna's retreating back. She watched the pale blond until she could no longer see her. Her heart ached. Sighing, the athlete swirled around and made her way to the broom shed to collect her belongings for her Qudditch practice.

"Stupid, stupid, stupid!" Luna grumbled. She paced heavily in the common room. She was pacing so quickly, she was sure she would tear a giant hole into the elegant, blue carpeting.

"Dammit!" she slammed her fist into a wall, barely registering the pain. A few bewildered looking first-years stared at her. "What?" she snapped, glaring at the young students. She folded her arms across her chest. With a small eep out of one of the younger students, they shoved their belongings into their bags, and rushed from the room.

Luna lowered herself into a plushy armchair. "Great, Lovegood. You even managed to scare off a couple of first-years. What the hell is wrong with you?!" she muttered to herself. Wearily, she pushed herself up off the chair. Luna waltzed in the bathroom, locking the door behind her. The white marble sinks, bathtubs, showers, and tiles shone aesthetically. She walked over behind the third sink and crouched beneath it. A small, pink razor blade and a stained cloth were taped underneath with thick, green duct tape. She pried them off, and sat on the edge of the nearest tub. Luna sighed heavily, and turned over her left arm. Trembling, she rolled up the sleeve of her robe. Old, faded cut marks criss-crossed into her soft skin. This is how she dealt with her pain. It was the only way she knew how. It relieved her of tension, and made her forget her problems. Shutting her eyes, she pressed the blade to her tender flesh. Quickly, she brought the razor blade across her wrist. She hissed out in pain. Blood poured out. It ran down her wrist, and splashed onto the clean marble floor. The crimson red blood dripped onto her robes. All of her worries slowly left her with each drop of blood that was spilled from her body. She did it again and again. Luna began to feel lightheaded, but she couldn't stop. The puddle of blood that soaked into the ends of her robes was growing larger at an alarming rate. She pulled up the sleeve of her right arm, and repeated her actions. Her skin paling even more than it already was. Blue eyes seemed to fade into a light grey, losing their glow.

"Excuse me, who's in there?" A voice called from outside. Luna snapped to attention. She heard the doorknob rattle. She shakily climbed to her feet.

"J-just a second," she croaked out. Using her wand, Luna cleaned up her blood on the tile. She dashed over to the sink, and quickly wet the cloth. She pressed it to her new wounds, wincing in pain as the cool water soaked into her fresh cuts. Luna ringed out the cloth, droplets of water running into the drain, mixing with Luna's blood. She replaced the cloth and razor blade.

"Hello?! What are you doing in there?!" The shrill voice shouted.

"HOLD ON, DAMMIT!" Luna yelled. She made sure everything in the bathroom was the way it was before she entered. She marched open to the door, unlocked it, and flung it open. She stared into the eyes of an angry seventh-year. "Have you no patience?!" she spluttered out, pushing past her roughly.

"Fuck you, Loony," The girl spat, walking into the bathroom and slamming the door behind rolled her eyes. Her stomach growled. She struggled to make her way out of the common room. It took her nearly fifteen minutes to walk to the Great Hall. She sat down unwieldy at the Ravenclaw table, across from a fourth-year girl named Cassandra.

"Hey, Cassandra!" she greeted. "How are you?"

Cassandra gaped at her. She took in Luna's clumpy hair, and tired looking expression. She slid down the bench far away from her, not even bothering to grab her plate of food. Luna glanced around. Other students had moved away from her as well. Luna sighed, and lowered her blue eyes to the wooden table. Tears fell out of her eyes and onto the plate of food she had blindly threw together.

"What the fuck is wrong with you, Chang?!" Grant Page, Keeper for the Ravenclaw team zoomed up next to her on his broom. "Your head is not the in the game! You haven't caught the Snitch once in the two hours that we've been here!"

"I'm sorry!" Cho exclaimed, gripping her broom tightly with her glove covered hands. "I have a lot on my mind!"

"Well, stop it!" He glared at Cho through his glasses. "Focus, all right?! We have the biggest game of the year against the Gryffindors tomorrow!"

"I know!" Cho seethed. Angrily, she zipped away from him, in search of the mystical Golden Snitch. Cho sighed. She tiredly ran a hand through her hair. She had tangles at the ends, and her hand caught slightly. "Dammit," she cursed. All practice long, she'd been completely unfocused. She replayed her and Luna's conversation over and over in her head like a broken record player. Luna had agreed to spend the night with her in the Room of Requirement tomorrow! She couldn't wait. Tomorrow was the night that Cho would finally tell Luna that she loved her. She had to tell her. She'd been in love with Luna for months. She couldn't keep her secret anymore. Well, one of her secrets. If people knew that was gay and in love with Luna Lovegood, she would live the rest of her days at Hogwarts in utter hell. So, she had to tell her. Even if Luna didn't love her back. She couldn't Luna her other secret, though. She couldn't tell anyone that. At least not yet.

"All right! Practice is over!" shouted Ravenclaw's team captain.

"Finally," Cho murmured under her breath. She flew towards the ground. As soon as her feet hit the soft grass, she took off towards the changing rooms. She was showered and had her things packed away before the rest of her teammates had even left the air. Cho sauntered into the Great Hall. It was empty except for a few students. Cho's eyes lit up when she spotted Luna over at the Ravenclaw table. She was the only one there. She jogged over to the table.

"Hey, mind if I sit here?" Cho asked shyly. Luna recognized the voice instantly. Her heart turned over. She glanced up to see Cho smiling anxiously at her.

"Of course!" She gestured for her to sit down. Cho gracefully sat down. She looked at the plate of food Luna had in front of her. She hadn't eaten much. Luna's eyes were red and it looked like she'd been crying. She opened her mouth to ask, but quickly decided against it.

"I love chicken," Cho blurted out. She felt like smacking herself when Luna raised an eyebrow.

"Chicken?" Luna pointed to an oven-roasted chicken breast to the right of her. "That is awesome. Very flavorful. You should try some."

"I think I will." Cho piled some chicken onto her plate, along with a very small scoop of corn.

"That's all you're going to eat?" Cho's face flushed lightly. "Yeah. I'm nervous about my match tomorrow, and I don't think I'd be able to stomach too much food," she explained.

Luna smiled. "You know, you should eat some pasta or potatoes. Pasta and potatoes are carbs. Carbs and protein give you plenty of energy for activities like your Qudditch match," Luna twirled her own pasta around her fork as she talked. "The body stores the energy until it is needed, and by tomorrow, it will be in the intestines. The intestines are where energy is taken from food to be used by the body," She paused, taking a sip of her pumpkin juice. "However, if you eat it right before the game, you could get sick and vomit it up. It's best to eat carbs one or two days before a sporting event. It's called 'carbo-loading.' Very beneficial."

Cho blinked, surprised. She wasn't aware of that. "Wow, thanks! You're awfully bright."

Luna's cheeks turned a shade pinker. "T-thanks."

"Is she blushing?" Cho thought. She folded her arms on the table. "So, why were you really up late last night?" She smirked. "Aw, is little Luna in love with someone?" she teased, tensing up in fear of an answer.

Luna choked on her green beans. She coughed, hitting her chest until she could breath normally again. Cho knew? "O-of course not!" she squeaked. "I was just up late. I don't really know why," she lied. Cho let out of the breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding. She felt disappointed, but relieved at the same time.

She slowly reached out and punched her jokingly on the arm. "Relax, Lovegood. I was just kidding."

Luna laughed nervously. "Y-yeah." She shoved a mouthful of spinach into her mouth so she wouldn't have to talk. "Tell her. Just do it." The two girls were silent for a moment. Luna observed Cho as she ate. She noticed how Cho's nose wrinkled up when she didn't like the taste of something, how she dainty wiped her mouth after each bite, the way her eyes sparkled from the lights in the Great Hall. She really was gorgeous.

Cho glanced up to see Luna staring at her. "What? Do I have something on my face?" She quickly started dabbing at her face with a blue napkin.

"No! You're beautiful!" Luna stated, much too quickly. Color rose in Cho's cheeks. Luna thought she was beautiful?

"Thanks," she whispered softly.

Luna grinned at her. "No problem, chica."

Cho stood up, yawning. "I better go. I promised a friend we'd hang out for a little bit tonight."

Luna stiffened. "A boyfriend?" The feeling of dread bubbled in the pit of her stomach.

Cho smiled at Luna. "I'll see you in the common room later, if you're not in bed when I get back. Get plenty of sleep! We have a big night tomorrow! Tutoring and our sleepover!" She shot her another grin before sashaying away.

Luna watched her go, feeling happier than she had in months from their conversation. What she was going to do? She had to tell her sooner or later. She turned back to her plate, suddenly starving.

Cho slid into the nearest bathroom. She ducked into a stall. The food she'd eaten rolled around uncomfortably into her stomach. Eyes brimming with tears, she knelt down on her knees. She knew what she was about to do. What she'd been doing for months. She had started this about a month before she came back to school, and she couldn't stop. Cho stared into the toilet water. She shouldn't have eaten all of that food. It was disgusting. And she had consumed way too many calories. Cho opened her mouth, and inserted two fingers. She gagged, leaning over the porcelain bowl. Everything she'd eaten came up in a big rush, pouring into the toilet. Her throat burned. It never got any easier. She swallowed thickly, before doing it again. Tears streamed down her cheeks. The foul odor of vomit hit her nostrils full blast. She closed her eyes, grimacing. Standing up, she flushed the toilet with her foot. She watched as it swirled around and disappeared. She opened the stall door a crack, checking to make sure the coast was clear. She exited the stall, and hurried over to the sinks. She turned on a faucet, cupping her hands underneath, filling them with hot water. She sloshed it around in her mouth, listening to students walk around outside the bathroom. She spit it out into the sink. Cho reached into her pocket, and removed a mini bottle of Listerine mouthwash. She gargled the minty liquid for nearly three minutes. She had to make absolutely sure she didn't give away any indication of what she'd just done to her fellow peers. That would only cause more problems for her. Sighing, she replaced the mouthwash back into her pocket. She stared into the shiny mirror. Green eyes stared back. She touched her hair softly. It felt smooth under her slender fingertips. Her nose was small and cute. She had high cheekbones. Her eyes were a riveting green. She'd had plenty of boys ask her out. Cho swallowed. She didn't know what people saw in her. She stepped back. Her nose wrinkled up in disgust, and she turned to the side. Cho looked in distaste at her frame. Her hips looked wide and distorted. "Disgusting," she spat aloud. She was fat. Cho ducked out of the bathroom, and made her way to the Gryffindor common room. She didn't lie to Luna; she was going to hang out with a friend. She just didn't tell her she was going to throw up first.

When Cho reached the Portrait of the Fat Lady, the portrait immediately swung open to grant entrance to the Ravenclaw. Cho smirked. The Gryffindors were used to seeing Cho in their common room. They weren't bothered by it. "Hey, Ginny!" Cho greeted, spotting the redhead instantly in front of the fire. Ginny was the only one in the common room.

Ginny Weasley glanced up. Her crimson red hair sparkled in the glowing embers of the low fire. She sat criss-cross apple sauce next to a coffee table. Books and papers covered the aforementioned table. A few quills and pens were scattered about. Ginny looked tired, but smiled nonetheless at her friend. "Hey, Chang!" She scooted over to make room for her friend. "You okay?" she asked, noticing the way Cho slowly sat down next to her. She looked pale and her eyes were red.

Cho shrugged. "Could be better." She glanced at all of Ginny's books and papers. "Er, why are you studying on our day off?" She grinned. "Hermione's rubbing off on ya, huh?" she asked, before the younger girl could answer.

Ginny's cheeks flushed as red as her hair. "Shut up!" she spat, playfully throwing a quill at Cho.

She missed. Cho snickered. "Aw, come on. I think it's cute. How long has it been now?"

Ginny smiled widely. "Eight months next week!" she cried happily. "It's amazing, isn't it? I'm not sure what to get her, though. She always gets me the most amazing things, and my gifts always pale in comparison," she frowned.

"You could make a DVD for her," Cho suggested, playing with the quill Ginny had failed to hit her with. "You know, load it up with pictures and videos of the two of you. Use her favorite songs. Or songs that remind you of her. Hermione would love that."

Ginny blinked. A huge smile broke out on her face. "Cho! That's an amazing idea!" She embraced her in a tight hug. "No wonder you're in Ravenclaw!" She pulled back, a smile still on her face.

Cho laughed. "No problem, Gin. You're smart too!"

Ginny chuckled. "In certain subjects, yes. But not in everything like you. So..." Ginny settled into an arm chair, watching as Cho followed suit. "Nervous about tomorrow?" She grinned as Cho blushed.

"Duh, Ginny. 'Course I'm nervous." Cho and Ginny had become fast friends through Quidditch. The two would stay up for hours talking about Quidditch. Eventually, they started hanging out outside of practices. Now, Ginny was one of Cho's best friends. Her best friend, actually. Ginny was the only person Cho trusted enough to tell her that she was gay and that she was in love with Luna. She wasn't ready to tell her about her eating disorder. At least not yet. When Cho had told Ginny, she'd been completely supportive 100%, and even offered to talk to Luna for her. Cho had quickly shot down that idea. Obviously. That very same day, Hermione and Ginny had confessed to her that they too were gay, and had been dating for four months. Cho hadn't been surprised. She'd been suspicious about the two of them for quite some time now. All in all, she was very happy for her friend; she just wished she could find happiness as well.

"You have to to tell her, Cho." Ginny's voice brought Cho out of her memories.

The raven-haired girl quickly shook her head in protest. "I'm too nervous. What if Luna just gets up and leaves? What if she doesn't feel the same way? Or worse, what if she hates me?" Cho tensed. The first two she could deal with. Maybe. But, there was no way in hell Cho could ever stand Luna hating her. She swallowed the lump in her throat.

Ginny gave Cho a sympathetic look. "Hey, come on. Luna wouldn't do that. She knows Hermione and I are dating. Luna didn't leave her, now did she?"

"Well...no," Cho admitted. "But that's different. Hermione told her about you guys when you were already together. I'll be telling Luna that I love her." She bit her lip. "Not exactly easy for a girl to admit she's in love with another girl. Nonetheless, telling said girl," She blew a strand of her black her out of her eyes.

Ginny let out a snort. "Tell me about it," she muttered under her breath.

Cho glanced around, suddenly realizing that someone was missing.

"Hey, where is Hermione?" she inquired. Ginny just smirked.

"---And she just drives me crazy!" Luna thew her arms up in disgruntlement. "More so than I already am!"

Hermione laughed. She brushed a lock of her dark brunette hair behind her right ear. "You're not crazy, Luna." She watched Luna pace furiously in the girls' dorm of the Ravenclaw house. "You turn into butter around her," she added, smirking playfully at her.

Luna shot her an icy glare. "I do not."

"Yes, you do."

"Do not."

"Yes."

"No!"

"Luna, you can barely form coherent sentences around her!" She giggled, and settled back on Luna's bed comfortably.

"Oh, like you're one to talk! Your brain turns to mush whenever Ginny's around!" Luna shot back, throwing a random pillow at her.

The flying pillow smacked her in her chest, and fell into her lap. She shrugged, knowing Luna's words were true. "You say that like it's a bad thing. Our eight month anniversary is next week, you know." A goofy smile spread over her lips.

"I know! You must be excited. Whatcha gonna get her?" she asked, jumping next to Hermione on her bed. The bed uttered a light squeak from the extra weight.

"I already got her a present. I'm waiting for it to be delivered by owl."

"What is it?"

Hermione shook her head, lightly punching the pillow that rested in her lap.

"Can't tell you! You have to wait until it's delivered."

Luna mock pouted. "Fine," she muttered. The petite Ravenclaw began to twirl her magnificently blond hair around her fingers. "Hermione, what am I going to do? I love Cho so, so much. More than I've ever loved anyone. I care for her so deeply that it hurts. I need to do something!"

Hermione thought for a moment. It was so quiet the girls could get hear the tick tock of the clock above Luna's bed. "I know what you can do," she said after a moment.

"What?!" Luna cried eagerly.

"It's simple." Hermione leaned forward, and explained her plan in great deal to the young Ravenclaw.

"How do you know that will work?" Cho asked, eyeing Ginny cautiously.

"It will work, Cho. Trust me on this. I guarantee that by this time tomorrow night, Luna will be all yours." Ginny smiled broadly.

Cho pulled Ginny into a hug. "Thanks, Ginny. You always give great advice. I just hope you're right about this..." Cho trailed off.

Luna bit her lip nervously. "You're absolutely sure about this?"

"Positive," Hermione replied.

Luna nodded. "Okay, Herm'. I trust ya." Her eyes traveled up to the clock above her bed. "You'd better get going. Ginny will wonder where you are. She may need some Granger' lovin,'" she taunted.

"Ginny knows where I am," Hermione said, but got up anyway. "See ya tomorrow, Luna. Sleep well." She paused with her hand on the doorknob of the girls' dorm. "And don't have any special dreams about Cho tonight. Again." Hermione ducked and slipped out the door, narrowly avoiding a book Luna had chucked at her.

It was after midnight when Cho slipped back into her dorm, after receiving a lecture from the gargoyle. She, Ginny and Hermione had played round after round of Exploding Snap and Wizard's Chest, must to the dislike of Ginny and Hermione's fellow Gryffindors. They finally had enough and kicked her out. She crept quickly into the common room. A small fire was still roaring, and it illuminated the room enough for Cho to make out a small figure asleep with their head resting on an open book. Her heart turned somersaults when she realized it was Luna. Cho quietly made her way over to the coffee table. Luna had fallen asleep on what appeared to be her homework. Her blond hair was strewed all over the pages of the book she'd fallen asleep upon. Luna's arms were at her sides. Her legs were folded underneath her. It looked pretty uncomfortable, and it led Cho to wonder how Luna had even managed to fall asleep in this position, but then she remembered; Luna hadn't been sleeping well. At least she was sleeping now. Cho watched Luna sleep. She was gorgeous. Intense, enchanting blue eyes. Luna's eyes were the bluest eyes Cho'd ever seen. Her creamy skin was flawless. Luna's ravishing blond hair matched her complexion perfectly, and she always had it styled in the most unusual of ways. Luna was so funny. So bright. Friendly and kind. She had a very odd sense of fashion; many students thought was crazy. Well, perhaps she was a little mental. Maybe that's why Cho had fallen for Luna in the first place. She was unlike any person she'd ever met. Luna wasn't afraid to be herself. Cho admired that. She was obsessed with what people thought about her.

Cho knelt down next to the sleeping Luna. Luna's chest was steadily rising and falling. A small smile was upon her face. "I wonder what she's dreaming about..." Cho reached out and tucked a runaway strand of hair that had fallen in front of Luna's eyes. Luna stirred slightly, and Cho sprang back, afraid she had awaken her beautiful angel. However, Luna only mumbled something incoherent in her sleep. It sounded like a name. Cho bit her lip thoughtfully. She carefully gathered Luna in her arms. Luna was so light. Cho could probably carry her around all day without getting tired. Of course, all the years of Quidditch had helped her muscles. Cho made her way up the steps to the girls' fifth-year dorm. She pushed open the door with her foot. Cho padded her way through the room of sleeping Ravenclaw fifth-years. She came to a stop at Luna's bed. She gently laid her on it, and pulled up Luna's tye-dye quilt up to Luna's chin. Luna let out a sigh, and curled into a ball. Hesitantly, Cho bent over and brushed her lips to Luna's forehead.

"Goodnight, Luna." she whispered to her in the quiet, dark room. "I...I love you," Cho turned around and made her way out of the dorm. She casted one final look at Luna's bed, eyes lingering on the girl she knew she would never, ever have. A single tear rolled down her cheek. Cho clambered up the stairs to her own dorm, and silently slipped into her dark green pajamas. She slid under her quilt, immediately falling asleep.

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