-Disclaimer: Harry Potter is the property of JK Rowling


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A/N I tried to stick to canon as much as possible, but I did need to deviate a little this chapter in a few teensy tiny details. :)


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Loony for Luna

Chapter Nine

Stupid Cupid


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Tell me that I have a chance

Does another own your heart

if my loves a wasted thing

Away from you I'd part

Tell me that I have a hope

that you can love me too

For if you wish me to go away

I don't know what I'd do

My heart it is a fragile thing

Though on the outside I seem strong

I've never loved this way before

Without you life seems wrong

But if you wish me to leave you be

I wont stand in your way

Destroy this scroll you hold right now

and I'll just go away.

Happy Valentines Day-

I love you

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Luna looked at the scroll again, her eyes tearing as she read the words. These were not the words of Ron Weasley, of this she was completely sure. She had woken at the crack of dawn and hidden herself near a suit of armor and watched him for the last four mornings in a row and everyday he left Gryffindor house and immediately went to breakfast. There were no trips to the owlery.

But Fred...well, Fred and George had made several.

Of course, this could be because they were secreting in items for their business, Weasley Wizard Wheezes, but on more than one occasion she had seen Fred holding a scroll, a scroll tied with burgundy ribbon.

And now this.

If she destroyed the scroll as instructed, no more would come. But how could she do that? It wasn't in her to hurt people, and she cared too much about Fred Weasley to do that to him so callously. But at the same time, while she did truly love him, she thought of him the same way she did Lee...like an older brother, a protector, a best friend.

There was only one person who held her heart...and he didn't know it, nor did he want it.

Luna was made even more miserable by the fact that today was Valentines Day. Love was thick in the air, so thick it nearly made her choke with misery. After breakfast she was going to Hogsmeade with Fred and Lee, George was staying behind to help Angelina train Ron, and at noon she was meeting Hermione and Harry at the Three Broomsticks.

Her father had nearly burst when she gave him the news that Harry had decided to tell his story about the night Voldemort returned...well, to be more specific, Hermione had decided that the time had come for him to tell his story. Harry was too distracted by his date with Cho Chang to have a clue what was going on.

Luna considered the scroll in her hand. It was still unfathomable to Luna that they could have been coming to from Fred Weasley of all people. Even among the twins, he was the more outgoing, the more audacious...even obnoxious to a point, in a good way of course.

George was the quieter of the two. He seemed to be a little deeper, more of a thinker. Where Fred seemed to thrive on spontaneity, George was a planner, always looking for the absolute best plan of action before rushing into something.

Both were kind and sweet and sensitive, but George seemed to be more sensitive. Luna had seen George show weakness, his humanity in all its frailness...but Fred had never had his cool demeanor shaken, not that he didn't feel things just as deep as George did, she was sure.

There was just something about George, she had felt it the day they talked in the hallway after he had been banned from quidditch. A kind of twinge that made her heart melt.

Not that any of that mattered. George had very obviously given his heart to Angelina Johnson, she, Luna, was just a little sister to him.

With a sad sigh Luna tucked the scroll into her pocket, she couldn't hurt Fred...and she certainly couldn't do it on Valentines Day.


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"Where in Merlin's arse is your brother?" Angelina groused as she stalked around the quidditch pitch, her broom brandished in her hand as if she were just waiting for a chance to use it as a weapon.

"Calm down Angie" George yawned "He had to eat breakfast you know."

"Speaking of breakfast." Angelina grinned "You seemed pretty happy about something this morning."

George shrugged "I'm excited to get back on a broom, it's been ages."

"You sure it's a broom and not a girl?" Angelina grinned "Luna perhaps?"

"Yeah." George rolled his eyes "I'm thrilled that she and my twin brother are spending Valentines Day together while I'm here training Percy Jr. the prefect."

"You really think that he's the one Luna cares for?" Angelina was unable to keep the tone of hopefulness out of her voice. At least if it was Ron, then Fred would still be available.

"Thanks." George had, unfortunately, picked up on the tone. "You're right, Ron would be much better than, say Fred, wouldn't he?"

Angelina winced, she hadn't meant to be so transparent. She put her hand on his arm. "I'm sorry, that was mean of me."

"It's okay." George nodded and pulled away "You can't help the way you feel anymore than I can." He grinned a little. "I'd rather it be Ron too, to be honest. I'd much rather hex him to hell than Fred."

"But..." Angelina gave him a stern look "You wouldn't really...I mean, you wouldn't hurt Fred...would you?"

"I couldn't could I?" George shook his head "He's my brother and my best friend you know? Besides, it would hurt her too, and I'd rather she be happy...even if it isn't with me."

"You really do love her don't you?"Angelina was in awe "I mean...I don't think I could be so selfless."

George just shrugged.

"George?" Angelina put her hand on his shoulder "You know... maybe you should just go to her and tell her how you feel."

"Maybe, too bad I'm too chicken-shit to do it isn't it?" He nodded towards the castle "Here come the prefect, better change the subject."

"Well, if we hurry, maybe we can save some of the day and go to Hogsmeade later." Angelina smiled "Then you can at least spend some of Valentines Day with her."

"You just want to go see Fred." George smirked

Angelina stuck her tongue out "So what if I do?"


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Luna and Harry shared a rock at the side of the path to Hogwarts. The interview was over and they waited now for Hermione, who

was still in the Three Broomsticks, giving final instructions (and warnings) to Rita Skeeter.

"You okay Harry?" Luna asked him. His face was pale and he looked like he wanted to be sick.

"I'm fine." He lied

"Not you're not." Luna smiled and bumped his arm with hers. "I can't imagine how terrible that must have been for you, reliving all that."

"It was like falling back into the nightmares I've been having since last June." Harry's arm shook next to hers "And I worry about what kind of spin Rita Skeeter will put on it, after all the rubbish she wrote about me last year, you know?"

"I don't think you have to worry. My father will read the article before printing it of course, and if something sounds wrong, he will owl you. Besides..." Luna smiled "Rita seemed like she was afraid of Hermione."

Harry laughed and filled her in on the whole Beetle animagus thing.

"Why does this not surprise me?" Luna shook her head "I would have thought Rita Skeeter more the cockroach type though."

Harry grinned "Or a rodent." he shuddered, his words had reminded him too much of another animagus rodent...Wormtail, the bastard that had betrayed his parents, the one responsible for their death.

"I think you're very brave Harry." Luna smiled and put her hand on his. "Not just because you fought Voldemort, and did all those horrible tasks in the Tri-wizard tournament last year, but because of all you have been through this year. I don't think I could have handled all the lies Fudge has been saying about you if it were me."

"It's not like I had a choice is it?"

"But you did..." Luna shook her head "You didn't have to come back to school, and you certainly didn't have make a group to teach us to defend ourselves the way you have."

"That..." He lifted a finger for emphasis "That was Hermione and Ron's brilliant idea."

"But you didn't have to go along with it." Luna lifted his hand and traced a gentle finger over the scars on the back of his hand."And you didn't have to do this."

"I didn't plan on that." Harry gave her a half-smile and sighed. "I wish other people felt the way you do. My life would be less complicated at least."

"You mean Cho, don't you?" Luna let his hand go and looked at him in commiseration. "You seemed quite upset when you came in to meet us."

"I don't understand what happened." Harry nodded "Things were fine and then she ruined everything by bringing Cedric up, asking me a bunch of questions about that night, when all I want to do is forget it."

"I imagine she must wonder..." Luna felt a shiver go up her back as she imagined what it would feel like if she found out that George had been killed. "How horrible it was for him, and if he suffered before he died. I know I would."

Harry snorted "If it were that, I could understand it. But she wanted to know if Cedric mentioned her before he died...I mean, how selfish is that?"

"It is a bit I suppose." Luna shook her head sadly. Of the girls in Dumbledore's Army, Cho and her friend Marietta were the two that Luna liked the least...even if they were in Ravenclaw house.

"I keep thinking that she just wants me to be Cedric for her..." Harry looked down sadly "Like who I am isn't good enough for her."

"Oh no!" Luna took his hand in hers again "No, of course you're good enough for her!"

"You think so..." Harry sniffed sarcastically "...But apparently Cho doesn't."

"I'm sorry Harry." Luna sighed sadly, thinking of George. She dropped his hand and put her arms around him and gave him a gentle hug, Harry put an arm around her and she rested her cheek on his arm. "I know how it hurts to care about someone who doesn't care as you do."

Harry wondered what it was about Luna Lovegood that made him feel like, no matter what, everything was going to be okay.


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"Would you hurry up?" George laughed as he reached out to tug Angelina's arm "All the good Honeydukes chocolate will be gone."

George had decided that Angelina was absolutely right. He needed to talk to Luna, to tell her how he felt. He was hoping a huge Honeydukes solid chocolate heart might help him out if he ended up stuttering like a moron instead of telling her how he felt.

"I'm coming!" Angelina laughed "Really George, you act like you are racing to the church to stop her from marrying someone else or something... like the gits in all those cheap muggle books that Alicia keeps bringing to school."

"Heaven forbid." George rolled his eyes "If Luna eloped with Percy Jr. I might be tempted to kill my own brother."

"You shouldn't call him that...it isn't very nice." Angelina laughed "He did much better in practice today though, didn't...?"

Angelina stopped abruptly as she banged into George. He stood frozen, his jaw clenching and un-clenching in anger. Angelina looked up to follow his glare and her breath froze in her throat.

Sixty feet in front of them sat Luna, wrapped tightly in the arms of Harry Potter.


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The atmosphere around the Gryffindor table that evening was so frosty you couldn't have cut through it with a red hot chain saw. Angelina and George sat across from Fred and Lee. On Lee's left sat Harry and Ginny, across from them were Ron and Hermione.

Though he was pretty sure now that Fred wasn't pining after Luna, George still suspected that Ron was, and he was positive now that something was going on between Harry and her.

Despite what they had seen, Angelina was still convinced that Fred was the one sending Luna the letters. Luna was obviously not interested in Fred, but was in fact, interested in someone else, (that someone obviously being one Harry Potter) but that did little to ease Angelina's feelings and she directed her animosity toward Harry.

After all, she cared too much about Fred and George to see them hurt, and Harry was supposed to be one of their best mates.

"You know Ginny" She said acidly "You've really come along wonderfully. I think we have a good chance against Hufflepuff next weekend."

"If Ron doesn't screw everything up." George was of course, still irked over the whole 'Sweet and funny' thing.

"That's a terrible thing to say." Hermione looked at him crossly. "I'm sure Ron will do just fine."

"I think you might be one of the best seekers I've ever worked with Ginny." Angelina glared at Harry and Fred under her lashes "At least you are even tempered enough that you won't get yourself banned."

Under the table she patted George's leg to assure him that her remark wasn't meant for him. A motion that Fred picked up immediately.

"Er..." Ginny looked from one to the other in confusion "Thanks."

"George." Harry cleared his throat nervously, there seemed to be an ugly undercurrent drifting around the group of friends and he was obviously missing something. "Would you hand me the butter please."

"You can reach it yourself." George didn't look up from his plate "You're good at just taking things."

"Look who's talking." Fred muttered under his breath so only Harry and Ginny heard him.

"Don't you start on him." Ron looked at George angrily, still mad over a few bludgers that he was convinced George aimed at certain body parts on purpose.

"Going to take points if I do Percy?" George picked up the plate of butter and slammed it on the table closer to Harry.

"Percy?" Ron looked at George like he was out of his mind "I'm Ron you prat."

"Ronald, I think he was insulting you." Hermione looked at George angrily "He's been jealous since you were made a prefect, hasn't he?

Really, you need to grow up George."

Hermione and Ron got up from the table and stomped angrily from the great hall.

"Jealous!" George howled "Of ickle Ronniekins?"

"Er..." Harry began "I feel like I am missing something here."

"Yeah." Angelina spat in his general direction "You do feel a lot of things that you shouldn't, don't you Harry?"

"What in the name of Merlin's fat house cat is wrong with you people?" Ginny looked from one to the other

"I can't imagine." Fred glared at George "You have any idea what could be wrong George?"

Ginny was taken aback by the venom in his voice. Fred and George never fought, at least not seriously.

"I don't know" He turned his glare on Harry "Maybe ickle Harrykins knows what the trouble could be."

Harry was dumbfounded...since when was he ickle Harrykins?

"I don't have the slightest." Harry shrugged. Since his talk with Luna he was actually in a really good mood, but then, Luna had that effect on people. "I feel perfectly wonderful."

George rose from the table, followed by Angelina. "Of course you do."

"Yeah." Fred muttered under his breath as he rose from the table

with Lee. "Just go running off with him why don't ya."

Harry and Ginny looked at one another.

"Everyone's gone crazy." She said

"You think?"

"You don't imagine cupid was drunk today do you?" She grinned "Like maybe their brains got all hit by arrows instead and they got all rattled?"

Harry shook his head as he remembered Cho's temper tantrum

"You could very well be right Ginny." He grimaced "Stupid Cupid."


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Chapter Ten Preview

Differences are abruptly put aside as the worst thing

imaginable happens...

Dumbledore's Army gets busted

But is that the end of the rebellion?

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A/N Yeah, as you can tell by the preview, this fic is getting close to an ending...Don't worry, there are at least three, maybe as many as five chapters left. But as I already have it all planned out, all the way to resolution, it shouldn't be long!


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