A/N: Alright, so some of the events in this chapter didn't happen in the book. I know. But I figured that somebody must have killed a Death Eater, so why not Luna?
Looney
Luna Lovegood wasn't as crazy as everyone thought. Yes, it was true that she believed in things that other people didn't. Yes, she enjoyed wearing weird accessories. And OK, yes, she might be at least a little insane. But she still had feelings. She still cared.
At first, Luna thought the battle had been quite interesting. It had really tested her in all areas, and, for the first time, she put to use all the knowledge she had stored up in her seven years at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. But then it got hard. She saw people dying, she saw her classmates being killed, and it hit her, hard and out of nowhere: This was stupid. This whole thing; the battles, the fighting, the killing. Why did people fight? What was the point? Was anything ever resolved? Or did people just keep fighting until everyone died?
And for the first time, and hopefully only, time in her life, Luna Lovegood had killed someone. At first, she had no idea what happened. One moment, a Death Eater was pointing his wand at Neville, and the next, he was on the floor, dead. Luna hadn't even noticed her wand was in her hand; the last she had checked, it was tucked firmly into her pocket. But Neville had stared, wide-eyed at her, and she knew. It had been her. She had killed someone. And suddenly, without knowing or thinking, she was a murderer. She had contributed to all this fighting, to this killing that, just moments ago, she had considered stupid.
And everything just clicked into place.
She knew what was going to happen. She knew that more people were going to die, that she could be one of those people.
And she felt scared.
Luna Lovegood hadn't felt this scared in a while. Not since she had seen her mother lying on her back in the kitchen, sparks flying through the air, wand still held tightly in her hand. And now, she felt a million times worse.
It was bad enough when her mother had left her; she couldn't deal with all her friends dying, too.
So Luna fought fiercely, refusing to kill again, but still doing some serious damage to any Death Eater that got near her friends. When she had seen Bellatrix Lestrange shoot a killing curse at Ginny, she felt a fresh tide of anger. Ginny had been her first friend, the only person who had been brave enough to talk to 'Looney Lovegood'. She pointed her wand at Lestrange, but Mrs. Weasley was faster, and Bellatrix was dead within a minute. Luna had grabbed Ginny and pulled her out of the way, ducking Avada Kerdavras and shooting spells right and left.
And then, thankfully, it was over. Harry Potter killed Voldemort. Death Eaters fled from Hogwarts, and the survivors huddled together, in a mix of celebration and mourning.
She had seen Harry, later, and he had collapsed next to her.
"I'd want some peace and quiet, if it were me," she said.
"I'd love some," he had replied.
"I'll distract them," she offered. "Use your Cloak."
She had immediately pointed out the nearest window and cried, as loud as she could, "Ooh, look, a Blibbering Humdinger!"
Everyone had turned suddenly, and, seeing nothing but the lightening sky, turned back to their conversations and muttered something about 'Looney.'
Luna had sat back in her seat calmly, knowing that everything would be o.k. again. It no longer mattered that she had killed, for it all helped in the end. She still felt remorseful occasionally, wondering if the Death Eater had had any family members that were now mourning him, but put it out of her mind quickly. After all, she was out of school now. She needed to do some research, help continue the Quibbler. For she would never need to fight again.
Never again.
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A/N: Eh. This is kinda the opposite of McGonagall's. At first, I thought, 'Oh, Luna, that's gonna turn out good!' but now I don't like it much. Oh well.
Review anyway?? ;)