(Luna's POV)

The days begin to blend into weeks, and the weeks begin to blend into months. January comes and goes. Then February passes on, as does my birthday, just as any other month would. No one gives the thirteenth of February any special recognition, or any recognition for that matter, but I don't really mind. Turning seventeen isn't the biggest birthday someone will go through anyway, but I suppose it would have been nice to at least have someone wish me well. Instead I spend it honing my Seer skills as I do everyday now.
As it turns out, Cassandra is right. Overtime, my skills become easier to master and more powerful. I begin to have longer conversations with mum and I soon gain the ability to see into the past, thanks to her. On top of it, in my sleep, the handsome young man keeps appearing, but never quite tells me who he is, merely telling me that he's "a friend."

"I'm not surprised at how quickly you have been mastering your abilities, Luna," he tells me one night as we sit on a picnic blanket covering a small patch of a nice, grassy hill.
"You are quite powerful."

"I don't think that's true," I shrug humbly as I smooth out the pastel yellow sundress I don.
"I've just been working hard, that's all."

"Au contraire. You have inner power, Luna my dear, and I believe it's high time you acknowledge that."

"In what respects do I have inner power?" I ask curiously as I tilt my head.

"Embracing your flaws is one. Staying true to yourself is another. Things like those strengthen your inner power. You are one of the most powerful and beautiful witches I have ever met."

I'm quite taken by this. I smile and hide my face as it turns deep red, letting my long, dirty-blonde hair fall in front of it to hide my blushing. He reaches out and moves it from my face. I keep trying to hide it, but he keeps trying to reveal it. I soon begin to giggle at this.

"Stop playing so stubborn," he growls playfully.
"I want to see your ethereal and absolutely beautiful face."

I giggle once more as I try to dodge his oncoming hands until he suddenly begins to tickle me. I drop into a laughing fit and retaliate until we both roll down the hill in a tickly, giggly mess. When we reach the bottom, I run my fingers through my hair and find that it is incredibly snarly and tangled.

"I told you not to be so stubborn," he chuckles.
"Now your hair's all dirty and messy. But beautiful as always."

Once again this makes me giggle and shy away. Suddenly I feel an impulse burst inside of me. Letting the rush run through me, I kick my shoes off and begin to frolic through the grass. As the wind flies through my hair, I feel as though I am flying as my conscience follows suit, trying to embrace me and me running just out of his reach. Finally he manages to catch up to me. Soon we're both dancing and flying in the air until the ground below looks like a toy set from where we are. After a small time, we sit in blissful silence on a cloud just staring at the beautiful landscape below.

"Luna?" my conscience asks me after a time.
"Do you believe in 'happily ever after'?"

I give this some thought. Many times I had been told that 'happily ever after' doesn't exist, but I don't see why it can't. There's no evidence against it. After a small time, I shrug.

"I dunno. I like to think it's definitely possible. I mean, there's no evidence to suggest otherwise. Why do you ask?"

"Well," he continues.
"I was thinking that maybe we...could have our own...happily ever after. Together."

He grabs ahold of my hands and faces me.

"Luna, you are the sun in my sky. The cherry on my sundae. The flower in my forest. I...want to spend eternity with you."

I tilt my head in confusion.

"I'm not sure I know what you mean."

He begins to blush and glance down at the cloud.

"Luna, I'm in love with you," he stammers as he looks back up at me.
"Would you be my princess?"

He gets down on one knee and holds out a ring box. Inside is the most beautiful ring I have ever seen. Shining silver with a blue sapphire cut into the shape of a rose on the top.

"Oh yes!" I gasp as I clasp my hands to my heart.
"Yes, I will."

He stands up and embraces me, twirling me in the air when I suddenly hear

"Luna? Luna!"

I break from my dream and open my eyes to find three people standing in my room.

"Harry! Ron! Hermione! What are you doing here?"

"We've come to take you back to Hogwarts," Hermione explains.

"Back? Oh no," I gasp shaking my head.
"I can't go back."

"But why not?"

"They have my dad held hostage here too. If I step out of line, they'll kill him."

"Why do you want to help your dad?" Harry growls.
"He betrayed us to the Snatchers not too long ago."

This I'm shocked to hear.

"What?" I gasp.
"My dad would never do that."

"He almost did. Thank God we got away in time."

"Why don't we just go get your dad and take him with us?" Ron suggests.

"Because," I say.
"One, the second we're away from Malfoy Manor, he'll capture me and put me in that chamber. And two, I think I found out another one of the horcruxes."

"Oh good!" Hermione sighs in relief.
"That's actually exactly what we came to ask you about. We also want to thank you for helping us find the diadem."

"Yeah," Harry agrees.
"I don't think we could've done it without you, Luna."

"That's nice," I reply casually with a smile.

"So where is another horcrux?" Hermione asks.

"In this room."

"Brilliant!" Harry exclaims.
"Let's kill it. What is it?"

I gulp and take a deep breath, looking Harry square in the face, I tell him

"You."