AN. Apologies for any mistakes or inconsistencies. This was written very close to midnight under the influence of lollies and chocolates. Words of wisdom, It's not impossible to write at a sleepover party!

Chapter 10
Quite an Eventful Day

Everyone literally sprinted back towards the burrow. We all wanted to be first and give Mr and Mrs. Weasley the news that Hermione and Ron were engaged. Ginny beat all of us and she burst into the kitchen, scaring the living daylights out of everyone, Neville, Harry and I arrived seconds after her.

"Mum, Mum! Guess what?" Ginny squealed.

"Ginny, what's wrong?" Mrs. Weasley asked, worried.

"Ron just asked Hermione to marry him!" she squeaked and Mrs. Weasley clapped her hands to her mouth as Ron and Hermione strolled into the kitchen, holding hands. Mrs. Weasley pounced on Ron and hugged him.

"Ow! Mum, gerroff me!" Ron grunted, his voice muffled.

"Oh Ronnie" Mrs. Weasley sobbed "You're growing up so fast. It seems like yesterday you were getting on the train to Hogwarts and now look at you. Engaged!" Ron smiled and kissed Hermione.

"Oh Ron, please, in front of the child?" joked George, gesturing to Ginny, who gave him a murderous expression.

"George" she whined "I'll be seventeen in two weeks!" no one heard her. Everyone was too busy congratulating Ron and Hermione.

"Let's go" I whispered to Neville, taking his hand and leading him towards the stairs and up to a bedroom that Molly had made up for us earlier. It was great how the Weasleys were so poor, yet were so kind and giving. The house was much too large and they had rooms to spare, though with Bill, Fleur, Harry and Hermione living there, most spare rooms were taken up. I pushed open the door to Charlie's old room. He'd set off for Romania the previous morning. It was small, and there was only one bed, a double, but that was okay. It was just Neville and I. It was late in the afternoon and much too early to sleep, but both of us collapsed on the bed, exhausted, still fully dressed. It turned out that my sleep deprivation was more severe than I thought because as soon as I closed my eyes, they became heavy and I slipped into unconsciousness

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"Luna" a voice rang out across the field of red poppies and lime green grass. I looked up and saw her, a mirror image of me, my mother, alive and well. "Luna, I missed you so much!" it seemed to be in slow motion that we ran towards each other, like you see in movies, the great bounding leaps in slow motion leading into a hug or a kiss. It felt so good to embrace her, to feel her hold me to her breast and stroke my hair like she used to. Suddenly, Neville was beside me.

"So Luna, aren't you going to introduce me?" he asked, with a huge smile on his face. The scar on the side of his head was gone, so were multiple other scars, like the one on his hand, and the one on his right forearm.

"Mum...this is..." before I could finish I was being pulled away from the paradise field. Being pulled away from mother...

"Luna, Neville" I was jerked out of my dream by a loud knocking on the door "Molly says dinner's ready" It was definitely Hermione. I heard Neville groan and roll over beside me. I kept my eyes closed, trying to remember the dream. It had been wonderful. But the details were slipping away too quickly. My eyes flew open and surveyed the room. It was dark outside and the moon illuminated the gnome field behind the burrow. I could see Fred's grave outlined in the moonlight. A black silhouette knelt beside it, and I just knew it was George. I may have helped him feel better, but he was still mourning.

"Good sleep?" asked Neville, bending over to kiss me.

"Yeah" I said softly as my stomach rumbled. Lunch seemed a lifetime away. I glanced at my watch out of habit, but it didn't work anymore. Not since the battle. I found an alarm clock on Charlie's nightstand and opened my eyes long enough to see the time. 9:30pm. No wonder I was hungry! Lunch was almost ten hours ago. I stood up and a rush of blood to my head made my vision blur. I blundered towards the door and ran into Neville, who was checking his reflection in the mirror.

"Whoa, easy tiger" He said, steadying me with both hands and tucking a strand of dirty blonde hair behind my ear. "What do you say you hold my hand when we go downstairs?" I laughed slightly and took his hand.

"I'd be honoured good sir" I said in a mock, posh accent. The burrow was lit with dancing purple, yellow, orange and gold lights, and as we entered the kitchen there was a large sign overhead that read

CONGRATULATIONS
RON AND HERMIONE

Hagrid was there, bent double to fit under the ceiling. I looked around and saw multiple other members of the Order. I half expected to see Mad-Eye Moody, Tonks and Lupin standing around the edges of the room, Tonks would be changing her nose and hair. Mad-Eye would be talking to Kingsley, whom I spotted talking happily to Mr. Weasley, about work and Lupin would almost definitely be talking to Harry. George walked in quietly, brushing the dirt from his knees and hitching a grin onto his face. Seconds later the room was filled with fireworks that exploded in orange and blue stars around Ron and Hermione. Mrs. Weasley had laid the table with so much food that it threatened to crack under its weight. The table had been extended to double its normal length, as had the kitchen, to fit everyone in.

Once everyone had eaten their fill, the crowds in the kitchen started to disperse, some, like Hagrid, were too drunk to go anywhere and Molly kicked her children out of their rooms and in with siblings so that they could have a place to stay. I think at least five people slept in Ron's room that night. Thankfully, Neville and I weren't kicked out of Charlie's room and were left to sleep in peace. As I pulled the duvet over me that night, I couldn't help but think. How lucky am I? And I was lucky. Lucky to be a live, lucky to have a roof over my head, lucky to be sleeping in a warm bed, lucky to have Neville.

AN: Sorry this took so long. I was working on The Most Unlikely of Friends and I've started a new story for this month called The Other Riddle check 'em out and review em. Oh and guys! POTTERMORE: GalleonDream189, add me!

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