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Luna woke to Rachel bringing her breakfast.
"Good morning!" she said happy to see a familiar face. Even if she hadn't known Rachel before, she seemed nice enough.
"No cookie with breakfast, but you've got an orange and some pumpkin juice. They've really been packing your meals full."
"Malnutrition," she answered. "I've also been taking nutrient potions."
"Ick, they taste like feet." Luna laughed nodding.
"Oh, I've taken the name Luna for now, at least until I remember my real name. I've even got a family willing to take me in once I get out of here."
"They found your family?"
"Maybe? Mr. and Mrs. Weasley don't know me, but I'm of their bloodline so somehow I'm family?" Luna said not sure how exactly blood lines worked. She wondered briefly if she'd known this information before.
"Glad things are looking up. Do you think you'll be attending Hogwarts once you're better?"
"Hopefully. I'm pretty sure I was a student there, or knew someone who was. What do you know about the Weasleys?"
"Um, not much, I know they're on the side of light, and have three little boys. Do you like kids?"
"Yes, I want a large family when I'm older," Luna said with a smile. "I think I was part of a large family growing up." She blinked and jotted that little tidbit of information down in her notebook. She was starting to like who she was, or at least who she was becoming.
"I just hope this whole mess doesn't lead to war," Rachel whispered. Luna nodded.
"I hope so too, I don't know much about what's going on, don't tell me. I just know it's getting bad." Rachel nodded.
"I'll see you later Luna, I have lunch shift too."
"See you then, Rachel." Luna watched the witch leave, her mind still wondering why the surname Abbott was so familiar. With a shrug, she started eating her breakfast adding more sugar to the oatmeal.
"Luna? Are you awake, can I come in?" I looked up seeing Mrs. Weasley standing the doorway, a little boy wrapped around her leg. Luna smiled.
"Sure, just finishing breakfast." Luna slid her tray over to the side of the table. She'd eaten most of it, even drinking all her juice.
"Did Mr. Weasley come with you?"
"Not today, he had to work. He works for the ministry in the muggle artifacts department."
"Oh, okay."
"Hi!" the little boy said looking up a Luna.
"This is my son, Bill."
"Hi Bill."
"Are you going to be my new sister? Mum says you're going to be living with us."
"I am. And you'll have to ask your mum about that."
"But when Percy came to live with us, mum said he was our brutter."
"Bill, honey, Percy is a bit different than Luna here. Percy is our youngest son, Charlie is in the middle. They're both home with my brother today. Bill needed some new shoes."
"An I wanted to meet my new sister," Bill added holding up one foot for Luna to see his new shoes. Luna looked over at Mrs. Weasley and shrugged letting the older witch know she was willing to go with the whole sister idea.
"How are you feeling today, Luna?"
"About the same as yesterday, a little stir crazy, but other than that, the same. I think I might've come from a large family? Is there any chance that helps narrow down who I am?"
"Unfortunately no, neither of my brothers has a family, and Arthur's brothers both only have one or two apiece." Luna nodded. She hadn't expected the idea to help. She was becoming used to not knowing.
"Have you talked to the healers about what happened to me?"
"Yes, we did yesterday after signing the paperwork. I am so sorry for what you've been through even if you don't remember it."
"Do you like ice cream?" Bill asked.
"Yes, who doesn't? What's your favorite flavor?"
"Choclet!" Bill exclaimed.
"I like chocolate too, but my favorite flavor is mint chip." Molly smiled watching Bill and Luna talk as if they were siblings, she hoped Charlie would get along with the young witch too.
"They said you might be able to leave at the end of the week, if your healing continues as it is."
"And you're sure you want me? I mean, I don't remember anything about myself, what if I'm a criminal or something? What if I'm on the wrong side of the war?" Luna asked looking worried.
"Do you think you're a criminal?"
"No, not really."
"As for this war, what do you think about muggles?"
"They exist, I know there's muggle born witches and wizards, but other than that, I mean, they're different from us."
"Do you want them all dead? Blood purity?"
"No." Luna let the word hang in the air for a moment.
"See, you're not on the wrong side of anything, even if you were, you are fifteen and there is plenty of time for you to change your mind about things. I should be the one asking if you're alright coming to live with us. I mean, we have three young boys."
"I like kids. Pretty sure I want a whole bunch someday. This is kind of fun, answering these questions, like I'm finding out about myself."
"Alright, let's see..."
"What's your favorite color?" Bill chimed in. He had sat himself on the floor next to Luna's bed.
"I like red, like our hair. I'm pretty sure I like green too. What about you, Bill?"
"I like gold!"
"The color or money?"
"Both!" Luna and Molly laughed.
"Do you have any clothes besides the hospital gown, Luna?'
"No, the healers said the clothes I was brought in wearing were unsalvageable."
"We'll just have to get some new things. Some of my old clothes might fit you. I'll bring some with me when I come next. Is there any thing else you need besides the necessities?" Luna blinked trying to think.
"School books? I don't think I have any. I am going to school, right?"
"Yes, you will be attending Hogwarts. Headmaster Dumbledore has already agreed to have you resorted, and tested to see where you'll be in your classes. You might have some catching up, but all your professors will be made aware of your situation."
"Okay. So school books, and a wand...I'm sorry, I think my old one either got destroyed or lost."
"We'll see what we can do, Luna."
"Mummy!"
"Yes Bill?"
"Uncle Fabian is door." Luna turned and looked at the doorway. A young man, a little bit older than Mrs. Weasley was standing there looking in as if unsure whether or not to knock.
"Come on in, Fabian. This is Luna."
"Good almost afternoon, Luna. I heard my sister here decided to adopt you. She always had a soft spot for kids in need."
"Luna, this is my brother Fabian."
"Hi."
"She does look kind of like you Molly, and before you ask, no I still don't recognize her. I honestly don't think I've had the pleasure of meeting this young lady before today." Luna sighed a little. She hadn't expected Mrs. Weasley's brother to recognize her. No one seemed to know who she was, maybe she wasn't from here?