Chapter 6: The Wedding

Months passed since Dumbledore died. So many things have happened: George's ear was hit by a curse, Hermione had obliviated her parents' memories, Hedwig's dead, Mad-eye's dead…And yet, through it all, they still decided to go through with Bill and Fleur's wedding. Everybody needs a breather.

Harry had to disguise as a red-haired boy from Ottery St. Catterpole so as not to arise suspicions. He was going by the name Barney who is supposed to be one of the Weasleys' many cousins.

Harry was sitting beside Ron as they were watching Luna dancing alone, waving her hands in the air, as if trying to get something off her head.

Wrackspurts, Harry thought and smiled. Looking at Luna, who was beautiful in her Yellow sundress and that Sunflower in her hair, was bittersweet. Harry didn't want her to know he was there. He didn't want Luna to get hurt.

"You think she'll know it's me?" Harry asked Ron silently.

Ron shrugged, "She's Luna, mate. Always brilliant. She probably thinks you're infested by Nargles."

"Ron!" Hermione hushed.

"What?" Ron said, "Sorry."

Just then, Viktor Krum came. Ron's face went red and he looked irritated.

"Vot is she doing?" Viktor asked them after glancing at Luna.

"Probably trying to get rid of Wrackspurts." Harry, who was disguised as Barney, said.

"Vot?" Viktor asked, confused.

"Wrackspurts," Ron said, "Stuff that are in your head now."

"Ronald!" Hermione said.

Viktor looked angry.

"Sorry he just had too many gurdyroot juice…" Harry laughed.

"Hermione, let's dance," Ron said abruptly, holding out his hand to Hermione.

Hermione was surprised but pleased all the same.

"Wh—" She said, "Oh, okay…" She then smiled, gave Ron her hand and went to dance with him.

"Are they together now?" Viktor asked.

"Yeah, well, kind of…"

Viktor sighed and walked away.

Luna then came skipping towards Harry.

"Hi, Harry."

"Uh, it's…Barney."

"Changed your name too, have you?" Luna said as she sat down beside him.

"Luna, how did you know?"

"Oh, it's written all over your face."

"What?"

"I can still see you, Harry. Your expression's giving you away."

"I didn't mean not telling you."

"I know," She said, "I understand."

"Luna, I don't want you to get hurt."

"Well, a garden gnome bit me this morning. I didn't get hurt."

"This is different."

Luna took a deep breath, "You didn't answer my last two letters.. I think that's more hurtful."

"I'm sorry," He said, "I just…I don't want to get you in any kind of trouble."

"Harry Potter, I trust in you." She said, "I think you should trust in me, too."

"I do, Luna," He said, "I do. I just don't trust everyone around."

"I'll be fine," She said, "We'll all be fine."

But before Harry can say anything else, a Howler was heard all over the tent.

"The Ministry has fallen. Scrimgeour's dead." And then the lights went out and death eaters have invaded the place.

Ron and Hermione ran over to Harry, hand in hand. Their wand were out.

"Go now," Luna said, "We'll be fine."

"Luna—" Harry said, but Remus came in between them.

"Harry go,, go now, all three of you, go,"

"But—"

"Go now!"

Harry was holding Luna's hand.

"We'll see each other again, Harry," Luna said, "Go." And after looking at each other's eyes, they let each other go, both hoping that the parting won't last.