Author's Note: This would be a good time for me to remind all readers that this is an M rated fic…

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Remus watched Luna nibble carefully at her toast but then quickly averted his eyes when he found himself focusing too much on her row of pearly teeth peeking out every so often.

Everything about this damn girl was testing him.

It seemed that Remus' increasing lust for Luna was unfortunately not to dwindle after the full moon. It seemed the hours before the full moon had only sparked Remus to become hyperaware of every detail of Luna's face and body, whether it was erotic or not. Merlin help him, he thought he might be willing to attempt writing poetry about the freckle on Luna's right hand if he didn't get a hold of himself.

Remus was shocked by this combination of lust and adoration he felt for Luna Lovegood, who sat across from him Indian style, completely unawares of the emotions roaring inside of Remus.

He'd gone mental for Luna, that fact was irrefutable. Remus could count on one hand periods in his lifetime in which he had been well and truly happy. Those periods included his time with his family before he was bit by Greyback (a time which he had little memory of), of his time as a Maurader (short-lived), of his time teaching an eager group of school children (again, short-lived), of his relationship with Harry (still good thankfully), and his relationship with Tonks (brief and tragically cut short with her death).

His time with Luna was slowly starting to make him realize that he could now count his periods of pure happiness on two hands instead of just one.

Luna made him happy in a way he couldn't recall being before.

His wolf was internally roaring with laughter in amusement, but for once Remus paid it no mind.

Luna was clever and kind and patient. She had known what he was from the beginning and never treated him any differently or thought any less of him. When she was certain she cared for Remus (a thought he still occasionally found confounding) she had been unafraid to admit it to him. She had gone after what she wanted in a way Remus never thought he would be able to himself. She was considerate of him and their situation, but she was not bitter for it, least of all angry or upset.

In fact, Luna seemed to be enjoying their time together when their relationship was knowledge that only they two in the entire world shared. He saw it in the way her hand would discreetly brush his shoulder as she passed by, as her eyes twinkled at him when no one was looking, in her smile after they had shared a kiss in some quiet corner.

He was completely smitten with her.

It was different from when he had been with Tonks, though he did not mean to compare the two.

Tonks had also cared for him fiercely, and when the pink-haired woman had known of her feelings, she too had gone after what she wanted as Luna had. Tonks was beautiful, there was no doubt of that, and Remus still wondered how such a young, strong, and brave woman had ever had any interest in him, but Tonks had.

She was very different from Remus however, and different in her approach to him from Luna. Tonks was not gentle or patient, it just wasn't part of her nature. She had pushed Remus relentlessly to be with her until he'd felt he had no other choice but to be with her. Not that he was complaining. His time with Tonks had been some of the happiest of his life after all.

He couldn't help but recall how dismissive Tonks sometimes was of his condition. She didn't mean to of course. That way he saw it, he supposed Tonks would brush away his condition because she didn't want it to get in the way of them and she was afraid Remus would remember himself, feel shame, and leave her. These were understandable fears, but once Tonks had Remus he wouldn't have left her, and yet Tonks continued to reaffirm that Remus' condition in no way affected their relationship.

Tonks meant it in that she wouldn't not be with Remus for being a werewolf, but as a result she was inadvertently pushing aside something that was so completely part of Remus and who he was. Tonks could never understand that, and Luna did.

Remus suspected it was partly due to Luna now being a werewolf herself. It was something they shared, a ground on which they could both understand each other, but Remus felt deep in his gut that Luna would understand even if she hadn't been a werewolf as well.

As guilty as Remus felt thinking it, he couldn't help but sometimes find himself being happy that Luna was a werewolf, otherwise he might have never known the softness of her lips and the passion in her heart.

As Remus was contemplating his feelings for Luna, he was reminded of the questions that had ran across his mind earlier the day before as he had set up wards on the beach with Bill.

"Luna?"

"Yes," Luna encouraged as she took a bite from her toast.

"You have no scars on your body, except for the one Greyback gave you," Remus stated straight-faced.

Luna's eyes were wide in wander at the statement, seemingly unsure where Remus was going with this, "Yes?"

Remus frowned as he thought how to explain, "I've met countless werewolves at different points with lycanthropy. I've met people who have been werewolves for one year, five years, one month, and people who have been werewolves even longer than I have. The point is, each one that goes under transformation without wolfsbane and is kept away from humans will with complete guarantee bite and harm themselves for lack of opportunity to hurt others."

"What are you saying," Luna asked, though Remus could see by the way her brow furrowed that her intelligent mind was already piecing together what he was suggesting.

"You underwent three transformations all by yourself without wolfsbane, yet aside from Greyback's bite there isn't a scratch on you," Remus finished both their thoughts.

Luna was silent for time, chewing on her last bite of toast as she seemed to mull this information over in her mind.

After what felt like hours but was really only a few minutes, Luna suddenly seemed peppered up again and grabbed both their empty plates and jumping off the bed to put the plates on the dresser.

"I'd imagine it was the wolf in me making sure I didn't hurt myself," Luna said casually over her shoulder, dropping a boulder on Remus as lightly as if she had dropped a feather.

Clever girl.

"What," Remus gaped at the girl.

"That voice in our heads, well, the one you get when you turn into a werewolf," Luna told him, staring at him as if he were the one who wasn't making sense.

Paying no mind to the fact that Luna had just suggested she'd heard other voices before the wolf's, Remus moved so his feet were now hanging off the bed, "You hear it too?"

Luna frowned, "Don't all werewolves? It's something I actually kept meaning to ask you about but it never quite came up, and it wasn't in that book you gave me or any other books I could find."

Remus mind was racing and he felt a little dizzy.

Remus' wolf was something that hadn't originated until he was in his late teens. When he'd first heard it, he thought he was going crazy. It didn't take long to realize that this other presence inside of him was his inner wolf. It seemed that being a werewolf was not a condition present only once a month.

No one had ever told Remus that there would be another entity living inside of him. No one had ever mentioned it in his studies of lycanthropy. Even during the first war when Remus had spent time with other werewolves, Remus had casually mentioned the voice to one of them. That werewolf had looked at him like he was insane.

And now here stood Luna Lovegood in front of him, not even a year old werewolf, still a pup, acting as if that voice inside her head was completely normal.

"No, not everyone hears the wolf. You're the only one I've met who has," Remus rasped.

Remus was unable to look at Luna as a thousand questions raced in his mind. Why could Luna hear the voice? Why didn't anyone else? Is it possible that the voice emerged at the time of first transformation? But that didn't make sense. Remus had already been a werewolf for years when he heard it. Remus was about the same age as Luna was when he first heard it. Was it something that came about during puberty years? But that didn't make sense either. The werewolf Remus had mentioned the voice to had been twenty-two and had been turned at the age of eleven.

He wasn't sure what it all meant.

"Remus," Luna said, and Remus' chest ached at the small twinge of worry in her tone. "You know you are normal right?"

Remus scoffed but not unkindly. "How can you know?"

Then Luna was standing right in front of him in the space between his legs and she was cupping his face in her hands so that she would look up at him. Luna's eyes were huge and gentle as she smiled warmly, "Because everyone is normal, in their own special way."

Remus couldn't help it as a small smile began to stretch across his face. All it took was one touch from Luna to calm him down.

"Will you lie down with me?"

And all it took was once sentence to get his heart beating erratically.

Remus let himself be pulled down to lie on Luna Lovegood's bed.

The two lay on their sides, not touching, just laying close to each other on the center of the bed as they stared at each other under the moon's light. Remus was embarrassed to admit that his heart was beating a lot quicker than Luna's was. The young girl stared serenely at him, apparently at complete ease lying on a bed with him, a raggedy old werewolf working at a bookstore and who owned little else but a crummy one room flat.

"What do you mean exactly, by what you said earlier," Remus asked, still not able to let it go. "Your wolf stopped you from hurting yourself?"

Luna nodded slowly, "Yeah, she takes care of me."

Remus frowned, finding that hard to believe. "Explain."

Luna chewed on her bottom lip before responding, "Have you heard of fairy godmothers?"

Remus nodded, remembering the term vaguely from his muggle mother. He briefly wondered how a pureblood witch knew the term but decided that was a subject for another time as there were more pressing things to be discussed at the moment.

"Well," Luna continued on. "It's kinds of like that, like the voice I hear is a sort of fairy godmother, watching out for me, only from inside me. But it's different, because the voice is the wolf, and I am the wolf, and the wolf is me. It's like the voice, the wolf, is another part of me I had inside, like a possibility, that didn't happen until Greyback bit me. It's part of me. So, since I'm myself, of course I wouldn't want to hurt myself, and the wolf is me, so she would never want me to hurt me either, so she doesn't."

Remus' head was spinning as he tried to work through Luna's explanation. "So you're saying man and the voice are the same entity."

Luna nodded.

Remus couldn't help the small bitterness in his tone, "So do you think I want to hurt myself? Because I can't count the number of times the wolf has hurt me."

Luna quickly pressed her hand to Remus' cheek, calming him as she explained gently but firmly, "It's just how I feel. I came about that explanation on my own. I could be wrong, but it's the way I see it."

Remus was at a loss for what to say. Hardly any of what Luna had said made any sense. Suddenly he felt as if Luna was the one who had been a werewolf for thirty two years and he was the pup.

Remus opened his mouth to ask more questions, perhaps argue, but apparently it seemed Luna had grown tired of the subject as she removed her hand from him and asked, "Are you still in love with Tonks?"

Remus' eyes widened and all previous thoughts on werewolves were immediately forgotten as he processed the question Luna had asked. People rarely brought Tonks anymore, at least in his presence, having seemed to understand that he had moved on and was well, which he was. Still, that did not change the fact that he wasn't sure how he was supposed to feel when someone did bring her up, especially if that someone was someone he was currently in a relationship with.

"W-What," Remus asked, wanting to make sure he had heard her right.

"Are you still in love with Tonks?"

Remus was at a loss. Luna did not look at all jealous or hurt, simply curious as she stared at him, seemingly having asked the question with nothing but the utmost sincerity. Still, Remus had no idea where this was coming from and felt the urge to assure Luna that he had eyes only for her.

"What? Luna, I've told you I'm mad for you. I know I've done a poor job of it, but I swear you're the only one-"

Luna closed her eyes and shook her head quickly, "No, you don't understand." Luna took a deep breath and for a moment Remus feared she would cry but then she opened tear-free eyes and explained, "I know that Tonks was a big part of your life and that you loved her very much, and you were very sad when she died. I know that was all ages before we even reconnected this summer and has nothing to do with me. I'm not at all jealous and I would have no right to anyways, and I know that you care for me. I know that truly and deeply, but I must know…"

And here Luna's breath was shaky with nervousness in a way Remus had never seen before.

"Is a part of you still in love with Tonks?"

Remus' heart beat heavily against his chest as he listened to Luna's little speech. Her expression was serene, but he was no fool. He could see a small glimmer of worry in her eyes.

She deserved to know the absolute truth.

Remus searched deep inside himself before he finally spoke, "Luna, Tonks was part of one of the few happy times in my entire life. I loved her very much, and a part of me wasn't sure I could go on when she died. But I did. A part of me will always remain with Tonks, she was the first woman I ever loved and the first woman to ever love me, but I am no longer in love with her. I haven't been for a very long time.

My heart has belonged to you for longer than I care to admit."

Here, a tear did fall from Luna's shinning eyes but Remus had no chance to see any others fall as Luna closed her eyes to press her lips against his.

Remus forgot his earlier hesitance at being on a bed with Luna and wrapped his arms firmly around her waist, pulling her across the bed until her body was pressed flushed against his.

"I just had to know," Luna smiled, pulling away just a little to smile at Remus, her lovely eyes no longer glimmering with tears.

Remus could feel his heart melting as he brushed his thumb across her cheek, "Please don't ever doubt it."

Luna grinned and leaned in for another kiss, this one longer and sweeter.

Soon, Luna's kiss was become warmer and warmer. She had cupped Remus' face in her hands again, as if she were trying to pull him closer as if he weren't already close enough. Remus own grip on her waist was becoming tighter as he allowed his other hand to tangle itself in Luna's long mane of hair. This was quickly becoming one of the dangerous kisses Remus had allowed in the past for only a few moments before forcing himself to pause.

When Remus' cock twitched after Luna's tongue swiped at his bottom lip, he knew it was time to perhaps call it a night.

Luna pulled away and he thought she must have been thinking the same thing when she said calmly, albeit a bit breathlessly, "I'm a virgin Remus."

Remus's heart stopped and he bit back the groan fighting to escape his throat. So he had been right. Luna had never been with a man and if the universe continued to smile kindly upon him, he may be the only one. Remus tried not to think too much on how much that thought excited him even more.

"I thought so," Remus responded, cursing himself for the huskiness in his voice.

Luna bit on her bottom lip charmingly, as if she was nervous when she went on, "I don't turn seventeen until February 13th. I want to wait until then to lose my virginity."

Remus hadn't been originally sure if Luna's admission of her virginity had been as a warning in case they took the next step that very night or if she had told him as a warning that they needed to slow down that very instant. Apparently she did want to slow down, but she had also practically given him a date to receive her virginity in one fell sloop. Remus' sharp mind did the math quickly and when he realized Luna's birthday was only two weeks away he bit back his eager groan again.

"I can do that," Remus told her dutifully, leaning down to peck her nose.

Remus was just beginning to disentangle himself from Luna when she spoke again. This time Luna was biting her lip in a way that was much more mischievous and teasing as she said, "That doesn't mean we can't do other things in the meantime though."

Remus froze as he stared at Luna for a moment. As her words sunk in however, he decided to wipe that teasing smile off her face and growled playfully before practically crashing his lips back onto hers, wasting no time in slipping his tongue past those pearly teeth he admired so much. Luna moaned, making his cock twitch again and returned his kisses feverishly. Remus let his hands roam over the younger girl's back for a few moments before he settled them on her hips again and pulled her close. Only this time Remus did it so that her heat pressed right against his half-hard cock.

That delicious pressure along with Luna's moan was enough to make Remus finally allow himself to groan.

Remus forced himself to slow his kisses, still very aware of the fact that Luna just admitted she was a virgin to him. He didn't want to scare her off and slowed his kisses to grind very lightly against Luna.

Now he can hear Luna's heart beating just as quickly as his, perhaps more.

Daringly, Remus stopped his hips from moving and let his hand travel up to cup a small, perfect breast in his hand. Remus was pleased with how despite Luna's gasp of surprise she had arched her back into him, pressing her breast more firmly against his hand. He squeezed her breast gently, kneading it in a way knew Luna would like, kissing her languidly.

Remus wanted to taste more of Luna and began tracing his lips from her mouth to her jaw and neck, delicately pressing open mouthed kisses against her skin. Remus drew his hand away from Luna's breast to which she mewled in protest, but she didn't need to do so for long as Remus' same hand slipped carefully under her pajama top. Remus reveled in the warmth of her skin and traveled up and up until his fingers were plucking carefully at Luna's nipple.

Luna's hands gripped locks of his hair at the base of his neck, and Remus silently cast a nonverbal silencing spell on the room. Remus toyed with both of her breasts for some time before retreating again, absorbing the heat from her skin. His hand traveled down and so did his lips.

Remus latched his mouth onto her right nipple, using his tongue and saliva to wet the thin fabric of her shirt. Remus doubted Luna had even noticed his hand had sneaked into the front of her pants. Luna cried out when Remus bit down gently on her clothed nipple and he sucked gently after to soothe it while his fingers drew warm circles over her underwear just above where her clit lay hidden.

Luna had become aware of where his hand had trailed off to if her stillness was anything to judge by. Remus let her breasts rest and resumed his earlier work of doting on her collarbone, and when Luna's breaths indicated just how much she was enjoying his administrations Remus let his pointer finger draw circles lower right between her thighs where here other lips were.

Remus groaned when he felt how soaked her underwear was and ground his cock against her thigh when Luna moaned beautifully. He could smell her and it was intoxicating.

It took a moment for Remus to remember himself and moved up to focus on Luna's face.

"Is this alright," Remus asked. He was enjoying himself thoroughly and wanted nothing more than to be inside Luna, even if it was just his fingers, but he would stop the moment she so much as felt a twinge of being uncomfortable.

Luna's face was flushed and she was short of breath as she stared back up at him, but she smiled and nodded her consent.

Remus pressed a gentle bite on Luna's chest right above where her skin started to swell into her breast and then pulled her underwear aside.

Remus moaned and continued to kiss Luna's neck as he slowly slid his finger from the bottom of her lips all the way up to her little bundle of nerves. Luna was clutching his hair almost painfully and cried out again, and Remus was glad he had put up a silencing spell.

Remus stroked and massaged Luna's cunt, rubbing circles and catching her wetness with his fingers to rub it all on her clit. Remus let himself finally dip his finger into her leaking pussy, his cock painfully hard as Luna gasped his name. Remus growled against her neck as he dipped his finger in an out, in wonder at how tightly Luna's cunt held his one finger. When Luna's legs began to widen, Remus added a second finger and Luna's hands released Remus' hair to slam onto the bed at her sides, her hands gripping the bed sheets until her hands turned white.

Remus loved how vocal Luna was as he pumped his pointer and middle finger inside of her. He considered adding a third but didn't want to overdo it. Luna was sensitive enough.

"R-Remus, I-I think-I can't," Luna was nearly incomprehensible as she shook her head, her eyes screwed shut.

Remus tugged on Luna's earlobe with his teeth, "I know."

Remus continued to pump his fingers into Luna only now he began using his thumb to flick Luna's clit.

"Oh," Luna squealed.

Remus pulled away from her neck to stare down at Luna's face. She had the prettiest pink flush across her cheeks and the bridge of his nose. She was beautiful, and he had every intention of seeing how her face changed as she received her first orgasm from a man, from him.

Remus flicked her clit a few times more before purposely grounding his thumb against it and watched in awe as Luna's body shot up as she arched her back and her lips formed a perfect 'o' shape as she moaned loud and long during her orgasm.

"Beautiful," Remus murmured as he slowed his fingers down, helping her ride out her last waves and trying hard not to imagine how the tightness of her cunt would feel wrapped around his cock instead of his fingers.

He watched as Luna came down from her thigh, extricating his fingers from her and licking away her delicious cum from them as he watched her skin cool down her normal, how her chest stopped heaving, and how her breathe came slower.

Remus rested his cheek on his hand, propped up on his elbow until Luna was finally calm enough to open her eyes and blink dazedly at the ceiling. "Why was that a hundred times better when it's your fingers doing it?"

Remus chuckled and leaned in to press his lips to Luna's in an adoring kiss. Luna's hands cupped his face for a few moments but her limbs were still too overworked and they softly fell back to her sides.

Remus pulled away and smiled down at his lovely witch who smiled back, serene and completely content.

"I should be going now," Remus said.

Luna's eyes widened, "Wait what about you?"

Luna glanced down at the bulge in his pants but Remus was already standing up and adjusting his pants. Remus leaned in to peck the corner of her lips as he smiled at her, "Don't worry about me. Tonight was about you. There'll be other opportunities."

"Won't you at least spend the night," Luna sighed, brushing hair from Remus' eyes.

Remus shook his head, "We've both just undergone a full moon and you've just had an orgasm. We're both going to be sleeping for the better part of the day and it wouldn't do for Bill or Fleur to come in and check on you only to find me on your bed."

Luna giggled and rolled her eyes but nodded, "You're right."

"See you soon?"

Luna nodded and Remus grinned feeling twenty years younger as he leaned in for one last kiss and then sneaking out of Shell Cottage. Remus apparated home and had a good wank, no longer having to imagine Luna writhing and moaning beneath him, because he already had the memory in his head.

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When Luna woke up hours later, she was somewhat disoriented, though she couldn't imagine why as she was laying in the same bed that she had for the past six months.

Then it all came rushing back to her.

Luna smiled and stayed in bed a few moments more, basking in the glow of her first orgasm, though judging by the sun setting outside, it had occurred many hours ago.

Luna's hands moved beneath the covers down to rest above her belly, remembering the liquid heat that had pooled there the night before as Remus had teased her orgasm out of her. It had been unlike anything Luna had ever experienced before and she could only imagine what it would be like when she gave all of herself away to Remus.

Luna sighed and got up, grabbing a change of clothes and her toiletries before taking a long and well-deserved rinse before sitting in for a hot bath.

When Luna's fingers were sufficiently pruned, the Ravenclaw got dressed and hurried downstairs to make herself some food.

As she ate the front door open bringing in a heavily cloaked Fleur and Bill.

"You're up," Bill smiled cheerfully.

"How are you feeling," Fleur asked as Bill helped her slip out of her cloak, both completely unaware of what had happened in their home last night.

"Wonderful," Luna grinned honestly.

"How about some wine for those who can partake then eh," Bill waggled his eyebrows playfully and Luna laughed as Fleur rolled her eyes and joined her at the dinner table.

"Any word from Remus? He left sometime last night but didn't leave a note like he usually does," Fleur mentioned as Bill served Luna and himself some wine and apple cider for Fleur.

Luna was quick to say, "Oh he sent an owl, he's alright. He was just very tired that's all."

"Bastard, I'll have to have a word with that young man," Bill joked.

Luna and Fleur laughed just as the familiar hoot of an owl was heard. Bill went to the window and brightened, "That's Ginny's owl."

Bill opened the window for the beautiful barn owl and began to reach for the note attached the bird's leg but was stopped when it nipped at his fingers.

"Ouch! What's wrong," Bill whined but the owl only hooted and hopped over to Luna.

Luna smiled and eagerly unwrapped the note from the owl's leg as Fleur laughed, "You're not the only one on Ginny's mailing list, Bill."

"Looks like I'll have to have a word with my baby sister as well," Bill grumbled, not seriously, as he fed the owl some treats.

"What news does Ginny bring," Fleur asked curiously.

Luna smiled as she skimmed over the note.

"Ginny's just asking me out to lunch that's all," Luna smiled as she went to the counter searching for a pen to write out her reply.

"Now I'm really upset," Bill groaned dramatically as Luna scribbled out a yes to Ginny and reattaching the note to Ginny's owl's leg before sending it on its way.

Luna laughed as she watched Fleur swipe playfully at her husband.

Luna was happy. She was doing well in school, soon to graduate this year, she had a job and was making enough to save up for her own place by the end of the school year, her friends were happy, Fleur was pregnant, she had Remus at her side, even if no one knew it yet, and she was going to be having lunch with her best friend the next day.

The New Year was shaping up to be one of the best Luna had had yet.

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Luna smiled happily at the sight of Ginny snorting pumpkin juice out of her nose. Luna wasn't all that sure what she had said that was all that amusing, but she was happy that she could make her best friend laugh so much anyway.

Luna and Ginny were currently seated on one of the outdoor tables of Madam Puddifoots. Usually Ginny, being a bit of a celebrity now since the second Wizarding War, didn't like to be seated at outdoor tables in direct view of the public, but Hogspeade was currently pretty quiet. The tea shop was usually inhabited be young teen witches and wizards on dates, however seeing as it was a Tuesday, all the couples were currently at class in Hogwarts Castle. Luna felt a little sneaky being out and about at Hogsmeade when in another life she might have still been up at Hogwarts with all the other students.

Luna was happy to be spending time with her friends, and thought with some regret about the fact that they hadn't spent as much time together recently. It was understandable in the summer that despite having literally lived together, the mood at The Burrow had not exactly cultivated healthy hanging-out time.

Both were still going to school attending once a week to take exams, and would go out with Neville, Harry, and Hermione to Hogsmeade. However, it wasn't quite the same as going out just the two of them.

Luna resolved right then that she would make a better effort to spend more time with Ginny. Ginny was one of her dearest friend and they had a friendship that Luna hoped would last the rest of her life. Maybe one day Ginny would even be her children's godmother.

Luna's thoughts strayed momentarily to an amber-eyed man in her life.

"So there's something I need to tell you," Ginny said then, recapturing Luna's attention.

"What is it," Luna asked curiously.

Luna couldn't help but think Ginny looked positively lovely that day. Her red hair seemed shinier, her cheeks flushed, and her skin was glowing. Luna wondered if Ginny had finally taken her advice on using a moly herb scrub to exfoliate.

"So, Harry and I have been together for quite some time," Ginny started, flushing even more. "I've been in love with him for as long as I could remember."

Luna felt her heart warm at hearing Ginny speak about Harry. It made her happy to see her friend happy and in love.

"And well," Ginny went on, "There have been some interesting new developments."

Luna frowned as Ginny retreated her hands under the table out of Luna's sight. The frown was wiped completely off Luna's face however when Ginny brought her hand back onto the table to reveal her hands, completely unchanged except her left hand.

Luna's lips stretched into a smile as noted the beautiful glittering engagement ring Ginny now sported on her hand.

"You're getting married," Luna said, tears welling up in her eyes as she reached to hold her friend's hand between her own.

Ginny nodded happily, her own eyes welling up with tears. "We're thinking at the end of May, after we've graduated."

Luna's heart fluttered, "Just four more months."

"I know it's fast, but I've never been more sure of anything in my entire life. Harry loves me and I love him and we've gone through so much, we just want to start our lives together already. I mean, what better time is there really!" Ginny laughed, wiping a tear that slipped out of her vibrant green eyes. "We'll have just graduated, enough time will have passed since everything's that happened, Harry will begin his training at the Auror Academy, and I'll start training with the Holyhead Harpies too. Harry's got more than enough money to maintain us until we start making real money, which shouldn't take more than a year."

Luna shook her head, "I think it's great, honestly. I'm so happy for you Ginny."

Ginny grinned and Luna was reminded of just how pretty her friend was.

"Who else have you told," Luna asked curiously.

"I've only told you, Harry told Ron and Hermione last night," Ginny smiled.

Luna wasn't sure how much her heart could take, "You told me before anyone else?"

"Of course Luna, you're my best friend," Ginny said squeezing her hand.

"When are you telling everyone else?"

"Well we're having dinner at The Burrow again this Friday and everyone is invited," Ginny explained. "We're going to announce it then."

"I can't wait," Luna assured her.

"There's more," Ginny said giddily, almost jumping out of her seat. Ginny took a deep breath, "I want you to be my maid of honor."

Luna's mind was dizzy and she thought she might faint. "I-I-What? Of course! Yes, of course! I'd be honored to be your maid of honor!"

Ginny laughed, "Great! That's wonderful."

The two jumped out of their seats to hug before returning to their seats. Ginny was eager to begin wedding planning.

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Author's Note: So I'm completely new to writing fanfics and therefore completely new to writing smut, even light smut, or even romance for that matter. Let me know if you all enjoyed this chapter and if you have any words of advice as I would greatly appreciate it!