So, Chapter 1 is actually here, already. I don't know what's come over me. I think I'm actually happy enough to write. Obvious disclaimer is obvious.

Dennis had left the house to get cleaning supplies from the local 'muggle shop' while I was left trying to clean the kitchen area. How had just Dennis and his boyfriend made so much mess. Scourgify hardly did a thing to the pans. The guys would be coming over later today to study and I needed my flat to be clean. The last thing I needed was the girls thinking I was a slob.
For fuck's sake, where was Dennis? He should have been back ages ago. Of course, he had probably just bailed on me and ran off to his friend's house. He'd never been keen on housework, but this was ridiculous. When an owl perched on my window sill and tapped on the glass I noticed it was holding a large carrier bag. I opened the window to let it in, removed the bag and letter, then gave the bird some owl treats.

Nev

Sorry, but Alex wanted to check on me after this morning's fright. I won't come back til after your study party. Don't worry about me. I've sent the supplies so, see you later

Den

I fucking hate Denis some times. But I needed this place clean. I emptied almost all of the washing up liquid in to the sink with a bit of hot water and just left the pans to soak. I mean, how in Merlin's beard do you melt and entire sausage into a pan. It's just there. At the bottom of the pan stuck. Shit. I used the entire bottle of bleach on the kitchen surfaces and the bathroom. The bathroom, out of all the rooms, was the worst. It looks like they got pizza and threw it at the walls. Tomato sauce and cheese had cauterised in the plugholes and I didn't know what the toilet had done to deserve an entire pizza shoved down the u-bend.

I flooed Harry and Ron to ask if they could help me. Thankfully the said yes. came straight over and started helping.
"Nev, Hermione asked me to apologize, but she's at the ministry. She's sitting in on a trial about House-Elf abuse. She said that she'll host the next one and make up for it though." I was slightly disappointed that the brains wouldn't be here, but Hermione had her career to worry about. I just nodded to Ron as Harry spoke up too.
"Yeah, and Ginny is at trials for the Hollyhead Harpies. If this goes well she might be signed by them. So she apologises too." I laughed. Next they'd tell me that they were gonna bail and Luna was ill.
"Ah well. May as well not tidy up, then. Is Luna still coming?" I asked as I got the only two beers left in the fridge and passed them over. I am going to kill Dennis. One of these days he'll push me too far.
The pair looked a little stunned by this question, but nodded. I may have just imagined it, but they looked wary of me. After they'd finished their drinks we had managed to clean a lot. Harry took the kitchen and it shone. I took the bathroom and managed to unclog the toilet. Ron took the rest of the house, bagging up recyclables, food waste and general waste in separate bags.
The doorbell rang and Luna's voice spoke over the intercom.
"Banish everything left into my room and disillusion it, please." As I headed to the door Ron asked why it was so important for Luna not to see my flat messy. I shouted back.
"You know that I don't like mess. Plus you spent the majority of six years sharing a room with me. Who had the cleanest room? I don't want her to think I'm messy. It's all Dennis's mess, but I have to clean up after him."

Luna was crying when I opened the door, which was, undoubtedly, one of the worse parts of this day from deepest Hades.
"Luna? Luna, what's wrong." She put her head into my chest and wrapped her hands around me.
"Neville? Do you know what day it is?" She sobbed into my chest, shaking quite violently. Of course I knew what day it was; one year since she broke my heart.
"The thirty-first of January, other than that, I don't know."
"It's exactly ten years since m-my m-mother... since she passed away."
"Oh, Merlin! I had no idea. Do you want to cancel today? It's fine if you-" Luna pulled herself away from me, interrupting me.
"No, please. I can't go home. M-my father isn't coping. He w-won't speak, he won't move. H-he just stares out the window all day. I-it's like seeing you or Harry or Ron crying. Th-the bravest p-people breaking down. It's j-just too much." I was gob-smacked. How could I not have known.
"Shit. Come in. Ron and Harry are already here. " She wiped away her tears and asked me not to tell them. She didn't want pity. She wanted to be distracted.

The study session wasn't too bad, all things considered. Harry had gone to the local shop to get some beers and ciders and Ron went back to his to get some fire whiskey. We'd covered herbology and potions, my subjects. We'd even successfully brewed some dreamless sleep potion and started on a batch of Felix Felicis, feeling daring. And we got to the point when everyone could tell Dianthus Barbatus and Lathyrus Odoratus apart. (Common names being Hyacinth Bean Vine and Sweet Pea respectively.)
We were drinking well into the morning, making up revision games; name all the ingredients in, for example, Amortentia. For every wrong ingredient mentioned we had to down a pint, then a shot of fire whiskey for each ingredient we missed at the end. Quite obviously this ended in someone passing out - cough Ron cough, cough.
"Thanks for tonight, Nev." Harry slurred his words but was steady on his feet. "I'll drag the light-weight home" He bent down and hugged me, then hugged Luna, wishing her all the best in getting home. There was silence for a few moments after they left, not the weird kind, just a comfortable sort of peace.
Luna broke it first.
"Thank you, for tonight, Neville. It was exactly what I needed." Her genuine smile made me crack. It reminded me of Hannah, so badly I nearly cried.
"I've just realised it's what I needed, too. It's been a year since me and Hannah split. I know, it's nothing in comparison to your - well..." I trailed off. Her soft smile faded into a face of earnest concern.
"Oh, Neville. I'm so sorry. I noticed you were off, but I thought it was the Nargles. They seem to have infested your apartment." She squeezed my hand gently.
"I blame Dennis for the Nargles. " I joked. "But, seriously, how is it no-one remembered? I mean, I don't blame you. You have way more important things, but Ginny and Hermione didn't show and Ron and Harry were just their usual selves."
"I don't want to sound presumptuous, but maybe they did realise. There were no couples to remind you of her. The boys brought alcohol for you. Usually, the host has to buy everything. Maybe they didn't bring it up because they didn't want to remind you. We all care about you, you know, Neville."
"Thank you, Luna"
"It's only a guess."

"You are, without a doubt, the most observant person I have ever met. "
The door opened and Dennis, passionately kissing Alex, stumbled in. The sight of them, so happy, well I was jealous.
"Get a room, you two." Dennis froze when he realized that the two weren't alone. His face filled in the colour of Weasley hair when Luna waved.
"Hello, Dennis. How have you been?" She asked in such a normal tone that Dennis was in shock. When realising that she wouldn't get a response, Luna turned to Alex.
"Hello, I'm Luna, Neville's friend. How are you?"
"Fine, thank you. I'm Alex Gardiner. How are you?" Dennis was still gawping while the two conversed. I'll be honest, I had to bite my fist. I was so tempted to take a picture of him.
"Well, don't let me keep you, Alex. It was lovely meeting you, Alex, and lovely seeing you again, too, Dennis. Have a lovely night." Luna turned to me, pulled me into the tightest hug ever, kissed my cheek and turned to the fireplace.
"Thank you for tonight, Neville. I really needed it. And I hope you feel better soon."
And she was gone.
"Erm. Nev, what did she mean, hope you feel better?" Dennis had finally regained mental capacity.
"Do you remember what day it is?" Without awaiting a response, I went into my room, locked my door and fell over a pile of disillusioned rubbish bags.
Shit.

So, what do you think? Please RnR.