There she was, Neville thought as Luna sat across from him at the kitchen table that morning. There Luna was sipping her coffee and twirling her hair around her finger, and there he was his hand poised midair, suddenly fascinated with her all over again it seemed. He saw how her wavy curls cascaded down over her shoulders, how her eyes sparkled but still noticed everything. He saw the way her smile was genuine when she looked at him, but still held the tiniest bit of sorrow at the corners. He saw that he was going to marry her the next day. He saw that the most and he loved it.

Luna, though she was a bit absentminded at the moment still noticed his pause in taking gulp of his morning coffee and gave him one of her signature quizzical looks.

The corner of Neville's lip upturned and he let out a small laugh. "Nothing, I was just thinking about tomorrow."

"You really should learn to control your thoughts dear, those Wrackspurts are going to get inside your head one day." she said with a smile.

" I know love." he told her and he finished off his coffee smiling.

The two of them spent that day much like the others when neither one of them were working. They went for a walk with the boys, and even had a little picnic. The now four year olds were given a small lecture about how tomorrow was going to be a big day and that they must listen to Luna or she wasn't going to let Neville buy them any candy. They were happy though. That's what mattered.

Late afternoon rolled around and that was the time that Luna decided to go to spend the evening with Ginny, just to keep a bit of tradition. She gave Lorcan and Lysander the option of coming with her but they refused, choosing to stay with Neville anyway.

"I'll bring them over if I need to," Neville said, slipping and arm around her waist and kissing her cheek.

"I know, thank you love, I doubt they'll need me with you here though." Luna's smile reached her eyes that time, because she knew that she had someone that loved her boys as much as she did. With that, she skipped out the door and disapparated, leaving all three boys with a grin on their faces.
Neville enjoyed having just a guys night with Lorcan and Lysander, and he was sure that they wouldn't need Luna, they rarely got up on the middle of the night anyway; they had each other to rely on.

After literally tossing them into bed after a night of fun that evening, he closed their door and sank into his own bed with a mixture of exhaustion and jittery anticipation. In the morning he would be marrying the person that he loved with his whole heart, the person that understood him more than anything and gave him the happiest feeling that he had ever known. Some people called it love, Neville just knew it as Luna, and was more than fine with that. Rolling onto his side with a sigh of finality, he drifted into his dreams.

He rose with the sun that morning, too restless to get much more sleep than he had already gotten. He didn't need to be anywhere or be ready until that afternoon, also it was summer so he had no lesson plans to distract him from the expanse of time that loomed in front of him. And so, Neville lie there thinking. He wished that he could've been able to get his parents and Xenophilious out of St. Mungo's for the afternoon at least, but the long term patients weren't allowed out of the ward; for obvious reasons. He and Luna had already made plans for a special trip that evening to go see them but it wouldn't be the same. He wanted Xenophilious to walk her down the aisle to him. He wanted to be able to dance with his mother and hug his father and for them to understand. Bellatrix was dead, but it would never be fair, he thought.

All of this started to overwhelm him so with that, he decided it was time to start off his wedding day.

Lugging himself to the kitchen, he started a pot of coffee and decided to make the boy's favorite for breakfast; pancakes. Just as he finished off making a stack, the twins staggered out of their room bleary eyed.

"Pancakes!" Lorcan exclaimed and climbed up onto a stool, Lysander following. Neville laughed at them and sat down to breakfast.

After eating and getting the boys cleaned up Neville occupied them and took a quick shower for himself. Jumping into an old pair of jeans and shirt, he toweled off his hair and started to gather things up for the afternoon. With his suit in it's bag as well as the boy's and he gathered them up. Arms laden and twins in tow, he disappeared with a snap.

He was nervous and he still had a good amount of time to kill before he needed to get dressed. However, the three of them had gotten there safely and it was time to begin one of the longest days of Neville's life.

It sounded a bit cliché, but Luna and he had eventually settled on having their wedding ceremony in one of the first places they had met; the Hogwarts great hall. Even during the times of darkness, the Great Hall had held happy memories for the two of them, one being minutes after Voldemort was defeated and they had just sat in the ruins of the room, smiling at one another for they had made it out alive. And here Neville was, just two weeks before school was to start back up, about to make the happiest memory of all.

Much to what would be to Luna's dismay he did indeed end up giving Lorcan and Lysander each a chocolate frog to keep them in good moods for when they were needed. Finally though, the time arrived. Harry and Ron being his groomsmen helped with the chore that was getting the twins dressed as Neville cautiously put on his tux.

Straightening his tie and letting out a sigh to his reflection in the mirror, he put on a face of confidence. It was the face wore when teaching new students for the first time, when he had proposed even. It was the face that ended a war, and the face that would get him married.

The time had come. The doors to the hall swept open in front of him to reveal the transformation. Long tables had been changed to rows of straight-backed benches, bits of ribbon curling about them for decoration. The aisle that had been formed was specked with rose petals-Luna's favorite. People were seated, and as the music cued, looked back at him. His grandmother, though old in age accompanied him. Neville looped his arm though hers, and took a step towards the rest of his life.

Ron and Harry walked with Hermione and Ginny, respectively and took their places off to the side of the alter. And finally, Luna stepped out, Arthur Weasley at her side. With this sight, there was a pang of guilt at the fact of her own father whom she loved so much not being able to be there for her. The thing that canceled out that feeling however, was his intake of breath as he how beautiful she was. Even with the mesh veil covering a good portion of her face, she was beautiful. Her hair was upswept, but still cascaded down to her left shoulder in an abundance of curls. The dress was what got him though; she had chosen perfectly; for if Luna's personality were to be worn in a gown, it was happening now. Tight at the bust down to the top of the hips, only to balloon out into a skirt of fabric roses. It was her, and all of it was exquisite.

Trembling they each made it through the ceremony and croaked out their vows, throats dry from nerves. It was here now; the white haired wizard doing the ceremony announced it was time for the rings. Stepping forward, Lorcan and Lysander each held a box with the gold band in it. Neville took a breath and steadied his hand taking the box from Lysander as Luna did the same from Lorcan. His eyes softened when he looked up at her, the blue ones looking back at him were sparkling with excitement, giving her a quick grin, he took her hand and slipped the band in front of the one that had been his mothers.

It was his turn now, he looked into the crystal blue pools as they shone into his heart. Giving her a nervous smile which she returned she took his finger and slid the ring on it. The new weight felt good on his hand. It was almost like the weight of the commitment that he had been needing to make for a long time. Smiling, Neville heard the words that he had been wanting to hear; "You may now kiss the bride," with even bigger smiles spreading across their faces, Neville's arms encircled her waist and hers went to his neck. It was a passionate kiss, but not over done. It was a kiss confirming the happiness that was now theirs.

And so they turned to a crowd full of happy faces as the Hall transformed itself into a room full of small tables, food appearing on all of them. With everyone breaking out into applause, Neville pulled out his wand and started the music playing while grabbing Luna in for another kiss. The reception was full Of good food and people celebrating. Neville and Luna danced together, each carrying one of the boys. Everyone in the hall was happy, things were how they should've been.

However, they had chosen to have the wedding in the afternoon so they could depart for 's before it got to late for visitors and the boys got tired. Announcing their departure, they said goodbye to everyone and thanked them for coming. Luna enveloped Ginny in a hug and thanked her for everything, blushing Ginny hugged her back and said she was happy to help. Everyone knew where they were going, and clasping hands, they left.

Appearing just outside of the hospital, still in their wedding attire, Neville and Luna braced themselves. It was hard for the two of them, Luna had been so close to her father after her mother died. And well, Neville had never gotten the chance to even know his parents. Holding hands and a twin, they bravely pushed the door open and made their way to the visiting ward.

It Had changed a bit over the years, becoming more expanded so that it was two large rooms now instead of just one. This change was what separated Xenophilious from the Longbottoms. Gripping her hand, Neville looked at Luna, giving her a reassuring smile. Walking down the hall, they came to the first door of the long time ward. Stopping in front of it, he felt her squeeze his hand and used the other one to turn the door handle.

Xenophilious had changed so much. He was listless, just sitting there, rocking from time to time. Luna wasn't afraid though, he was still whole to her. Seeing her like this, as if everything were the same, made Neville see how strong she was.

"Daddy?" at the sound of her voice, his head turned upwards and his smiled.
"Luna," he said softly, slowly lifting an arm for a hug. She went to him, her arms surrounding his now thin body. Pulling away from him, she softly looked into his eyes, a steely gray color resided in them. Holding onto each of the boys now, Neville almost held his breath.

"Daddy, you remember Neville don't you? " she asked him sweetly, her eyes shifting towards her new husband. Nodding his head, Xenophilious smiled. Taking a breath and holding part of her full skirt up, she said "Neville and I just got married Daddy. I love him very much."

Xenophilious nodded happily, and Neville breathed his sigh of relief. After that they made small conversation until it was decided to go and tell the Longbottoms.

Once again entering the door of the ward, they found who they needed. Frank and Alice were awake and happy to see Neville and Luna as always. Smiling and clapping in their childlike ways. It took a bit longer to explain to his parents, given their state, but when it was done, they at least seemed happy.

Stepping out into the hall, each of them letting out a sigh, Neville pulled her into him. This was rather difficult with each of them holding a weary four year old, but it was accomplished. He touched her lips to his, and took her hand; apparating home for the night. It was much later than they has expected to be home so they put Lorcan and
Lysander to bed, with little to no protest.

Turning, Neville faced her. She was still In her gown, though her hair had tumbled down from it's knot long ago. He was in his suit, tie undone and sleeves rolled up. He took both of her hands in his and just looked at her in the dim light of their kitchen. Luna's eyes flickered up to him and she smiled at him, closing the gap between them with a tight embrace. He breathed into her shoulder, "I love you." pulling away, she kissed him. After breaking away, several minutes later she said; " I love you too, now, I'd like to change clothes, please." Neville laughed softly and he picked her up.

Laughing in return, she gave him her signature curious gaze. "I didn't get to carry you in the house, I figured i'd best make up for it, Mrs. Long bottom." Luna did her best to kiss his cheek from her position in his arms.

After ages of being in formal clothing, both were happy to slip into pajamas. Sitting cross legged on the bed and holding hands just talking about the day, suddenly Luna's eyes jerked even wider.

"Nev! I have something for you!" she nearly squealed. "I can't believe that I forgot?"

He smiled , for he always loved it when she was like this, he wasn't expecting her however to get off of the bed and pull a piece of parchment from the dresser drawer. His face clearly expressed his puzzlement but all Luna did was give him a nervous smile and hand him the parchment. "open it." she urged him.

Neville did as he was told and skimmed through the text that scrawled over the page. Gulping, he gazed at her, "Is this what I think it is, Lune?" Happy tears had glazed her eyes over. Vigorously nodding yes she asked "what do you say?"

Neville pulled her to his chest. "of course I will." her tears leaked into his old t-shirt.

They were adoption papers for the twins.

They were finally a family. A whole family.