As Luna prepared to leave the castle, she found herself once again standing at the grand entranceway gazing at the stained glass window that she was mesmerized by almost six years ago.

She looked at the heavy double doors that lead to the grounds, and then back to the grand marble staircase opposite it. She couldn't bring herself to leave this place.

As if they had called out to her to do so, Luna began to climb the marble stairs, unsure of where her body was leading her.

She made her way to the second floor, and then down the Gargoyle corridor. "Acid pops." Luna said, and the gargoyle guarding the spiral stairway to the Headmaster's office allowed her to pass.

There were a plethora of voices chattering beyond the Headmaster's door, and they came to a sudden stop when Luna knocked.

"Come in." Dumbledore called from the other side of the door.

Luna entered the Headmaster's office to find Dumbledore seated at his desk alone. The portraits of Headmaster's past were all looking down at her, and it became clear that they were the voices she had heard talking.

"You look troubled. Please, have a seat." Dumbledore said warmly.

Luna sat quietly, her face looked like there were a thousand cogs whirring in her mind.

"Go on, let it out." Dumbledore said understandingly.

Luna took a deep breath, and began to spill all of her emotions that she had been poorly trying to hold in. She rambled about everything that had happened to her over the last six years in excruciating detail. All the while, Dumbledore sat patiently listening; never once interrupting.

When she had finally finished, Dumbledore adjusted his glasses and began to speak, "You know, I find that the choices we make show what it is that our heart truly wants. Even if our brain hasn't figured it out yet..."

"What do you mean?" Luna asked.

"When Remus gave you the option to choose, tell me, why then did you choose to come to Hogwarts?

"Because Remus asked me to... I know I could have just not come, but-" Luna began, but she was cut off.

"And even after you had gotten a chance to speak to Severus, as Remus requested that you do, tell me then why it is you couldn't bring yourself to walk out that door?" Dumbledore questioned.

Luna opened her hand and looked down at the ring in her palm. Until now, she hadn't even realized that she had been holding onto to it tightly from the moment she left Severus's office.

Dumbledore's gaze shifted to the ring in her palm, "It would appear to me, that you have already made your choice."