Title: Freely Given
Author: smolder
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Angel the Series belongs to Joss Whedon and David Greenwalt. Harry Potter belongs to J.K Rowling.
A/N: These drabbles won't always be in strict chronological order.

Luna was in the wondrous position of having total job security after the war. Technically she knew that she was eligible to go back to school and take her 7th year, but once she became pregnant she instead took the Ministry's offer and accepted the Battle of Hogwarts as her graduation.

It was funny how "after the war" or "now that Voldemort is gone" was how everyone seemed to describe things. Like it hadn't happened before.

Mr. Ollivander had had a very hard time during his imprisonment by Voldemort at Malfoy manor. While she was with him Luna had always tried to help her fellow prisoner in any way she could. With very few options, this usually fell to telling stories. She would tell him of all the places she had been with Daddy. All of the marvelous creatures she had seen and wanted to see. Would whisper to him of how much more magic was than what people ever gave it credit for.

He never responded. During their entire stay in the Malfoy dungeons he was largely catatonic apart from screaming when they tortured him and the few times she could get him to eat and drink. When they were occasionally given it, that is.

After they were all rescued by the brave house elf Dobby, who gave his life in the attempt, he seemed to recover somewhat at Bill & Fleur's cottage. One day he presented her with a new wand to replace the one taken from her when she had been kidnapped and asked her quite calmly if she had ever considered a profession in wand making.

For one of the few times in her life, Luna was surprised. Wand making was a highly specialized and revered art form. It took a very particular set of skills which was why there were so few wand shops in the world. The wand chooses the witch or wizard and was their constant companion and only way to access their magic for the rest of their life.

Over the next few weeks, they had many talks. He told her how she was one of the few who could see the magic in people, creatures, and things and he could teach her how to use that to trace which wand would best suit which person. How she had a calm and a patience, that she wouldn't get scared or upset at children's unavoidable magical outburst. But what fascinated Luna the most were their talks about wand cores.

Components from magical creature freely given, he said were much more pure. Infinitely more potent. And Luna had always had a way with magical creatures.

This. This was something she could do. Luna agreed to the proposition, much to Ollivander's delight.

Her pregnancy didn't affect Ollivander's job offer one bit. In fact, he was even more pleased that she wasn't going back to school and could start working for him and become his apprentice even sooner. Ollivander was quite conscious of his age (although no one else was) and his imprisonment had made him well aware of his own mortality and he had much to teach her.

All through her pregnancy she entered the Dark Forest without fear. She had been going into it throughout her time at Hogwarts and thoroughly understood how to navigate it while respecting its residents. In actuality her incredible burgeoning spawn seemed to make her job easier as many of the creatures she might have in the past have had to search for instead sought her out. The thestrals in particular seemed fascinated by her child-to-be and would calmly allow her to remove a few hairs as they nuzzled her distended belly.

She always felt a warm glow when she entered Ollivander's shop (with her bag full of specially packaged and labeled with their name beside their species containers: Thestral - Buttercup, Centuar - Ronan, Unicorn - Phillip, or Acromantula - Aragog) and he would proudly look up from his customer at the newly 17 year old heavily pregnant girl and say: "Ms. Lovegood! What wonders has my apprentice got for me today?

Yes, she could do this