Thanks to my new followers! Hope you enjoyed the last chapter?! Harry Potter doesn't belong to me. Chapter may contain swearing.

Mrs Morpheus: Well, Harry was the only one thinking about it last chapter, as Blaise was too angry to function and Draco was worried about Harry being angry. So they'll all be plotting revenge, along side with their other Ron/Hermione hating friends. I like Luna with Neville too, but I think she's gonna get with Blaise, they already have a 'natural' connection as it were, and I like that two people so different from each other can be happy :) plus I've never seen a Luna and Blaise pairing!

Chapter ten- Revenge is a dish, best served cold.

It was nearly Christmas, and the four friends were deciding what to do over the holidays. They each wanted to take the others back to their own houses as they felt that two weeks apart from each other would be way too long. It was just a feeling they all shared, and they even felt a bit lost if one of them was in a different class to the other three.

'Come to mine, I have the manor all to myself. Plus I have a pool and a quidditch pitch!' Blaise said. 'My Mother is only coming back for Christmas day.'

Harry didn't even try and compete with that. His place was dark and boring as it was right in the middle of muggle London. He didn't care where they went, as long as he stayed with Draco. He wanted to see the other two, but he really wanted some alone time with his boyfriend.

'Could you teach me to fly Blaise? I'm not very good on a broom.' Luna asked, linking her arm through the Italians and resting her blonde head on his shoulder.

Draco and Harry snorted into their pumpkin juice. 'Luna babe, please don't ever say that again.' Harry said as he held his laughter back, Draco wasn't having much luck and currently, his head was on the table and his shoulders were shaking.

Little things please little minds, Luna mused affectionately. 18 year old boys, definitely only think of one thing.

Blaise glared at them both, but smiled at the blonde girl on his arm. 'Course I can, I'm not as good as these two, but I'll try. I was thinking, we've all had our own means of transportation for a while now, maybe we should try and move with them?'

Harry and Draco calmed down immediately. 'That my dear Slytherin is an excellent idea!' Harry cried. 'D'ya think it'll work? Are they big enough?'

Blaise nodded. 'I think so.'

'I think they are. They adapt to carry our bodies. The bigger we are, the bigger our transportation will be. If you've noticed, yours are slightly bigger than mine, as you are all slightly bigger then me.'

Draco nodded. 'So if any of us get really fat or suddenly grow really tall, they'll grow with us?'

'Yep.' Luna smiled happily. 'They are extremely adaptable. I was messing around when I was doing my Transfiguration homework. When I shrunk myself they became smaller, but when I grew, they grew with me.'

'Luna, is it safe to transfigure yourself like that?' Harry asked worriedly. He didn't think it was.

'No, not really Harry.' She smiled brightly. 'I just wanted to see!' She said, getting defensive when the three men looked at her. 'I don't think they are the same as those of the Fae, but we are stronger and more accurate with our powers when we call on them to show.'

Harry thought about it and realized she was right. As usual. Draco and Blaise were thinking the same thing, and they mentally kicked themselves for not realizing sooner.

There had been no more trouble since the ball at Halloween, not for Luna anyway. Harry, Draco and Blaise had to deal with a few loose cannons, but as a rule, they were pretty much left alone. A few of the older students actually came up to the boys and Luna, and apologized for their previous and unacceptable behavior.

Ron and Hermione, on the other hand, had to deal with a lot. Every single day something happened to them. Mostly in the potions classroom, or the hallways. It wasn't just Harry, Blaise and Draco who went out of their way to annoy them anymore. Almost all the eighth years helped, and a good portion of the sixth and seventh years too. This is what happened on the first week of 'Weasel and Granger bashing.'

Day one: They were both sitting eating lunch, quite happily, when suddenly they were both rather large canaries. Their school robes and clothes had been ripped, so essentially they were naked too. Harry had persuaded the house elves to put some canary creams in the food. Courtesy of Fred and George Weasley. They were sent a picture of the scene and currently it hung proudly above the counter in the joke shop.

Day two: Professors Snape and Flitwick had written home to the duo's respective parents, so therefore that morning a howler came for both the Gryffindors. That was embarrassing, especially for Granger. They told the whole of Hogwarts, some very personal details. Harry didn't feel an ounce of guilt, not like he normally would.

Day three: In Transfiguration with the seventh years. Neville had 'accidentally-tripped-fell-and-pointed-his-wand-in-the-wrong-direction' and transformed Ron's and Hermione's clothes into, well nothing. There was nothing McGonagall could do. It was a complete accident after all.

Day four: Mysterious tripping jinx's littered the hallway, and somehow only Weasley and Granger hit them. Well, and the other cronies that followed them everywhere. Blaise wanted something more sinister, but he was persuaded otherwise.

Day five: They both turned up for breakfast bright red and blotchy. A certain blonde Slytherin, threatened the house elves with freedom if that didn't 'trip and spill itching power all over their beds.'

Day six: Blaise dropped something into their potion as he strolled pass, which made the cauldron explode with more vigor then any of Neville's explosions.

'That was fairly dangerous Blaise!' Harry had smirked.

'It wasn't on purpose.' Blaise had replied with an evil glint in his eye.

'Lucky it didn't kill 'em eh?'

'Unlucky more like.'

Blaise was a bit more sated now.

Day seven: The trio were feeling just a little bit better after the potions their week of mischief and they decided on one last public prank. Seamus had slipped something into their afternoon pumpkin juice. No one knew what it was, not even the Irishman. Although he had been reassured that it wouldn't cause permanent harm.

'You are just a damn know-it-all Hermione. It's a wonder you have any friends!' A blue haired Ron had told his girlfriend.

'Well you! You're just a animal!' She had hissed back. 'You don't know anything.'

'Ha! Least I have friends.'

'No you don't!' She screamed back, she clapped her hands to her mouth suddenly, she felt an odd sensation... Her teeth were growing!

'Have your bunny teeth come back? Gutted.' He laughed, now sporting pink hair and a mono brow.

Granger couldn't help but laugh and that.

They insulted each other for a good ten minutes before the Professors got bored. Snape walked up to them and ordered them out.

'And you! You're just a greasy dungeon bat!' Ron had spat.

The hall gasped. Uh oh.

Blaise smirked. The silly little prick was gonna get it now.

'My. Office. Now.' Snape said, not even bothering to hide the under-lying threat.

Weasley stood up and stormed off. Granger ran after him and Snape followed.

'Oh dear. That was a bit silly wasn't it?' Luna had said, completely innocent like. She was trying to hold back a smile. Aw, she did love her friends.

The pranks went on for the whole entire seven weeks before they broke up for the holidays. Weasley and Granger had been admitted to the hospital ward more times then anyone could count. Nothing too serious of course. Their stuff was always going missing, and their homework was always mysteriously ruined. Their protective charms were feeble and certain people could break in with no trouble whatsoever.

The Professors knew mostly what was going on, but as there was no serious injuries, they let it happen. They couldn't prove who was to blame anyway. Those two had been causing problems for Harry and his friends for the whole year and it was time to knock them both down a peg or two. They were glad that Harry and Draco were trying to promote inter house unity and Ron's bullying of the snakes was completely unacceptable.

The four decided on going to Blaise's for the holiday. Narcissa was away and she was the only reason Draco was insisting they go back to his place. She had been invited by Mrs. Zabini to join them for Christmas day and she accepted eagerly. She would floo to them just before lunch. Luna had made arrangements to see her Father, but she knew she couldn't be away from the others for too long as she was still getting used to her new powers. Mr Lovegood understood completely, but he made Luna promise to show him everything when she saw him next. He was into strange things, after all.

'Just a thought.' Harry said the evening before school ended, they were snuggled up in front of the fire in the Slytherin common room. Harry had got Dobby to get him some butterbeers, and they were enjoying them in the warmth of each others company. Seamus, Neville, Pansy and the others were going to join them for a mini Christmas party later on.

'It says in those books that Merlin had to travel to find the others, well except Morgana. Isn't it odd that we're in the same year and the same school?'

Draco, Blaise and Luna looked thoughtful. 'Yeah, it is weird. But those hippies were all a very similar age remember, and I think they grew up together. Or near each other anyway.

'But we don't know if those hippies were elementalists.'

'What are you going on about?' Luna had frowned. So Blaise explained what they found out when Harry and Draco showed up on his doorstep, with the news he was different from the rest of humanity.

'What pretty names!' She had exclaimed with a smile. 'It makes sense really. Hippies are known for loving all things to do with the earth and Mother Nature, so it's plausible they were elementalists. We're not meant to hurt anything from the earth or skies, unless it's posing a threat to someone or something. They were the most peaceful people. Just because they chose to live as muggles is neither here nor there.'

'You're kinda like that, aren't you Luna? You love everyone and everything.' Harry had joked, resting his head on the blondes shoulder.

She smiled. 'I suppose I am, in a way. I don't have the time or the energy to hate things, it makes me feel horrible when I think of bad things. Hey, did you three have anything to to with Weasley and Granger being pranked every five minutes? I know the canary creams was you.' She grinned at her green-eyes friend.

'Who me?' Harry cried indignantly.

'How could you say such things!' Draco said mournfully.

'Of course we did.' Blaise said haughtily. 'Nobody hurts my girl ever.' He looked proud as he slipped his arm round her waist.

Luna laughed. 'At least my boyfriend is honest. Unlike you two! Shame on you both.' She shook her head playfully at her two best friends.

Blaise smiled at her words. It was the first time she had actually referred him as her boyfriend. A warm feeling settled in the pit of his stomach and he gazed lovingly at the beautiful girl next to him. He found her odd ways endearing, in fact he adored them. He adored her.

'What a beautiful house! Do you just live here with your Mum?' Luna exclaimed, when they stepped out of the floo.

'Thank you and yes. We often have my family from Italy over though. She's still very close to them.'

'Ah okay. I was going to say it's a bit big for two people.'

'Yeah, I agree. It's been in my family for generations, when it was built by my Great-Great-Great-Grandparents or something- They had a massive family, so it needed to be big, my Mother inherited it when my Father died, and I'll inherit it when she passes.'

'Oh, well it's pretty.'

'Can I have a look around?' Harry said excitedly. Blaise nodded and Harry was off exploring. He'd only seen the library and the parlor, and curiosity got the better of him.

'Harry. HARRY!' Blaise called after the retreating Gryffindor. 'Don't go in my Mother's room! She will kill you.'

'Oh leave him, he'll find out he can't get in when he gets there. He'll come back eventually, but if he's not back in an hour we'll send out a search party. He's like a woman, nosy and curious about everything. It's sometimes cute.' Draco laughed. Luna nodded in complete and serious agreement.

'He's right Blaise, every year at school he's got in trouble because of his curiosity. Silly boy. He won't be getting in any more trouble though, I'll kill him myself if he dies trying to help someone who doesn't want or need it!' Luna shocked both the Slytherins with that last remark. Luna spoke in riddles, and everything that came out of her mouth was praise and happiness. Words like: 'Kill' 'hurt' or 'hate' weren't in her vocabulary. She was frowning and her eyes were dark.

Draco chuckled nervously. 'You'll have to get in line!' In that moment, Draco Malfoy was scared of Luna Lovegood. She looked like some sort of avenging angel and he wasn't used to it.

'Right!' Blaise clapped his hands together, a gesture that was not him at all. He was trying to lighten the atmosphere. 'Are you hungry?

'Yep. Do you have those little cake things that we have on the Slytherin table? They are so yummy.' Luna said, her anger long forgotten. Her usual far-away expression was back in face, like nothing had ever happened.

'Anything for you! Mitzi!'

A little house elf appeared and she bowed so low her long ears touched the floor.

'Mitzi, can you make us some of the caramel cakes you used to make me as a child?'

'Yes of course Master Blaise, anything for you!' She squeaked, and she popped off, but she popped back straight away.

'Sorry Master Blaise, was that all? Mitzi gets excited when young Master is home!'

The Italian Slytherin laughed. 'Just some tea and coffee please, oh and some juice. That's all. Oh and some snacks. Sorry.'

Draco raised his eyebrow. 'You're out of practice aren't you? Not so bossy now you've got a bit older.'

'I can imagine you being bossy Blaise. And you Draco. Harry's half and half. He's walked over easily, but he can stand up for himself.'

'I'm not bossy!' Draco said, as they walked toward the lounge. Blaise flicked his wand and a blazing fire appeared in the fireplace.

'Yes you are Draco. You tried to boss the seventh years round, when you were eleven.'

'Well, they were looking for a leader and I gave them one. Plus you were beyond bossy as a child. Do this! Do that!' He smirked back. Okay, maybe he was bossy. But only a little bit. They sat down in front of the fire and Mitzi bought their drinks and food.

'Cakes be ready in few minutes Masters and Miss. Dippy be telling me Master Harry be wandering the halls.'

'Yeah he's okay, can you get him? Tell him his coffee is ready.'

Harry strolled through the doors about five minutes later. 'Your house is HUGE! Your cupboards are bigger then the bedrooms at my old house!'

'Yeah, we covered that earlier Potter.'

'No, but it's really big. I found your family tree... It's very impressive.'

'Thanks.'

'I can't believe how entwined pure-blood families are. I think my Dad is your Mothers fourth cousin, eight times removed and My great Grandmother was Draco's Grandmothers cousin, who's your Great-aunts sister.'

'Really? I didn't really look at it. But yes, we're all a big old family. My Fathers family was from Italy, so no-one other than me is related to them. I think you'll find Luna's Father is the third cousin of Draco's Fathers uncle, or something like that. And the Blacks are related to the Weasley's somehow.'

'Bloody hell. I bet they love that. That means that the Weasley's are related to the Malfoy's through marriage. Ron will be furious! Ha.'

Draco snickered. 'Yeah, don't go around telling everyone Harry!'

'There's only something wrong with one of the Weasley's. The rest are fine.'

Luna nodded. 'Even Ginny's okay, even though she's lamenting the loss of Harry. She doesn't speak to Ronald in public.'

'Good.' Harry huffed. 'No one should speak to him ever.'

'Or that mud-.'

'Don't you dare Draco Malfoy.' Harry warned. 'I think you forget who my Mother is.'

'Sorry. She just winds me up. I don't really use that word anymore.' Draco looked thoroughly chastised. It was a slip of the tongue, a complete accident.

'But yes, Granger is a pain in the ass. Did you see her face when she got that howler? I think I actually peed my pants a bit.'

'And no Luna, that wasn't us. The Professors wrote home, unhappy with their recent behavior.' Blaise said quickly, noticing Luna was about to as who sent them.

'Oh okay. That makes sense. I've never had a howler. Thank goodness, they are so embarrassing.

'There would of been no reason to send you one dear. You've never been in trouble, and your Dad was ridiculously proud of you when you walked out of the Ministry alive in fifth year!'

'Ah, that's true.' The blonde smiled. 'He said to me, that if a group of 14 and 15 year olds could defend themselves against a group of fully-grown dark wizards, we would win the war and go back to being a peaceful nation. Daddy always believed in you.' She said softly, placing her hand on Harry's arm and popping a piece of cake in her mouth.

Draco looked down at that. He didn't believe in Harry, not then. It was part of the reason he done what he done in sixth year. His Parents were threatened, and he didn't think Harry would win. The blonde felt stupid, how did he ever doubt Harry Potter? He felt the raven haired boy's eyes on him, and he felt long fingers entwine with his own. He was well and truly forgiven and he was more than grateful. He didn't deserve his boyfriend.

They sat in a peaceful silence and enjoyed the warmth of the fire. The cakes Mitzi made were really good and the whole plate was gone within minutes.