Before I start this chapter I would like to make a few very special thanks:

potterlovegood: Thank you for reading! I thought it would be a good idea for them to meet, as she is probably the only person in his family who can kind of understand what it is that he is going through. I spend a lot of time trying to decide if I wanted to keep Tonks and Lupin dead or alive in this story (because it broke my heart that they died), but at the end I kept them as J. K. Rowling did so instead I tried to portray Teddy.

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Dreams and Sewing Machines

Chapter 11

The war is over.

The war, is over. It's a strange thought to have after all that has happened these last few years. She is happy its finally over, that she can breath easier knowing that those people won't be able to achieve all the ridiculous ideals they thought should exist. But it's also so odd to think that after all that time, after all she and her friends have done to help, its over.

Everyone is celebrating, families reunited and staggering along a strange line between happiness and complete sadness over the lost of loved ones.

Out of the corner of her eyes she sees him, half hidden in a shadow just outside the open doors of the great hall, by the first floor stairs and staring at her.

She smiles and skips towards him, her arms wrapping around his slim shoulders so glad that he is here and alive and safe.

Draco holds her a little too tightly but he can't help it, the last time he saw her she was too small and too pale and now she looks happy and healthy and he realizes just how close he came to losing her.

"Its finally over" she whispers, like she still can't believe it. Her eyes sparkling as the idea spreads through her whole body.

He wants to agree with her, but he sees the look that crosses his parents face. How his father wants to be anywhere but here, trying to find a valid reason to explain why is it that he was in Voldemort's side this time. How even though she helped save their hero, his mother feels completely out of place here in this room, with people who are both jumping with happiness and crying over loved ones. He can tell she wants nothing more than to grave the death of her older sister, but in this room where Belatrix caused so much pain its impossible.

He wants nothing more than to turn on the spot with this wonderful peace of fantasy in his arms, he wants to start over with just her and forget about the world.

Instead he kisses her, enjoying her soft lips against his own.

Luna knows there is something on his mind, that he is holding her like she is going to run away at any second and she wants to tell him that isn't true. Things are different now, they can be together without trying to cross over lines of prejudice.

"Luna" he says against her lips and she has never been so happy to hear her name from someone else's lips.

"This... You and I, it can't work"

Those are the worlds that crumble her world.

It's been a long day, the kind of day that drags on because you want it to be over soon. Hermione was stuck for most of the day in a room full of magical lawyers reviewing every single comma and dot and sentence break, on hundreds of pages about the new laws that will be presented to the minister next week. She knows that all of this is important, that fighting for the rights of magical creatures is something she has always cared about, but she didn't think that being in a too small room with too many people would be a part of that deal.

She is finally pulling the last few copies of parchment into her bag when she feels eyes staring at her, she knows who they belong to because she's caught him staring for annoyingly frequent parts of the day so far.

She wondered first if her hair was being particular bushy today or if she had an ink stain on her cheek, when all this inquiries where dismissed she tried to ignore him. But his eyes followed her and she has to admit it is quiet bothersome.

She is purposely waiting for everyone to leave the room, so when they are the only two left in the room she snaps and asks what is he playing at.

Draco doesn't notice he's staring till he hears Granger hiss across the table at to what his problem is, instead of answering he smirks (mostly because he is sure it drives her crazy).

If she could Hermione would punch him again, "Malfoy, can I help you?"

He is quiet again, like he is trying to run over the exact words he needs to say. Hermione panics for a moment that he is about to admit feelings for her, its been too long a day for her to have this thrown at her as well.

"I swear Malfoy, if you are about to confess some odd love for me I will curse you till you can't see straight"

"Calm down Granger. You are not my type" he rolls his silver eyes and pushes himself up from the rather uncomfortable char he's been sitting at all day.

"Oh." Hermione relaxes a bit, but arches a brown in curiosity "Then what is it?"

"I..I need your help"

Luna has been making excuses for days. Work, headaches, tiredness, wedding plans, even faking a cold. She knows most of her excuses are barely plausible but she hasn't been able to tell him the truth.

Tonight when Rolf gets home, she hears him call her name softly (but it doesn't sound right) and she doesn't answer. Instead she pulls the covers up a bit more and makes sure that her breathing is slow and even and her eyes are closed. She counts his footsteps from the front door to the bedroom, she can hear his disappointed sigh before he walks back into to living-room.

He's been asking for days now what is going on and Luna is getting tired of the lies she's been telling, she doesn't want to pretend anymore that what she is doing is alright. It isn't of course, being in love with someone else is never easy news to give, but her days of hiding are being counted.

When the bed dips besides her, she pulls into herself and tries to be out of reach from his arms as they try to wrap around herself.

"Luna, are you awake?" he asks softly against her ear. His voice is wrong, to deep and accented.

"I need some time" she whispers into the cold air of their bedroom before she has even completely done thinking it through and she can feel him stiffen besides her.

"Time?" he repeats, because he obviously can't have heard her correctly.

"I'm not happy" she knows this is horrible, that he has tried so hard to make her love him. She is so sorry it has never worked.

"Luna" he pleads, pulling her closer. But she doesn't turn to look at him or fit into his embrace (has she ever?) "Please"

"I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry" she keeps her voice barely audible, hoping that he doesn't know everything she is hiding from him.

I apologize for any grammatical errors, I don't really have anyone editing my chapter recently. I tried to correct what i could.

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