Ack, I had some unexpected company. That's the reason why I did not
get to write this as soon as I had hoped, but I chose to take my time. I'd
like to take a moment to express my gratitude toward the people in support
of my little Harry x Luna project. I do plan to write more about her in
the future as well as upload some more of my Harry Potter fics to
Fanfiction.net. That's pretty much all I have to say before I start. Just
in case you lawyers are wondering... My disclaimer does NOT vary with my
chapters.
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"Harry, where are you off to?" asked Ron, who was already somewhat aware of the answer.
Harry chose not to indulge him, though. Something had just happened. Voldemort, or perhaps his followers, had just done something terrible that had to do with Luna. He would find out what is was. Is that the only reason? You saw her face, Harry. You know you're the only one for her to talk to.
Harry pushed his innermost thoughts aside and concentrated on his own seemingly endless journey to the giant double doors. Harry was not the least bit surprised when he saw he was the subject of renewed stares and whispers. Upon exiting the halls he glanced both ways for any sign of Luna. Sure enough he saw her, with the letter in hand, round the corner leading to the Grand Staircase. He refrained from calling out to her and moved quickly along her path instead. When he arrived at the staircase he glanced up to find her a floor above him. After a few flights of catching up the movement of the stairs impeded Harry's progress. He finally decided to call out to her, but by the time he did she had disappeared down the fourth floor corridor. It was then that it hit Harry like that rogue bludger from his second year.
She's heading to the room of requirement. Of course. She desired to be alone, and Harry wondered whether or not it would be a good idea to follow her now.
You can't. You know in your heart you how you felt all alone in your dormitory when you found Sirius's mirror. You needed someone and no one could help. Not even Nearly Headless Nick, who only managed to drive reality further into your head. It was settled. Harry was now standing in the alcove leading into the fourth floor corridor. He then proceeded down the corridor thinking strongly to himself.
I need to find Luna. I need to find Luna. I need to find Luna...
When Harry opened the strange door he had used so many times for the DA meetings, he found what looked like a living room with a fireplace. Luna was sitting in an armchair facing the fire. She looked so distant that she did not seem to notice Harry enter.
"Luna--" started Harry, but at that point he could see her gray eyes filling with tears.
"Harry... I..." she began, but then covered her face with her hands.
"Luna, if you want to be alone I'll go..." said Harry as Luna let in a crying gasp.
"No... No. I knew you were following me. I'm glad you found me." said Luna, her crying starting to subside slightly.
Harry then walked over to where she was sitting and noticed there was room for two. That struck Harry as odd, because he could have sworn that it was a one-person chair when he had entered the room. He sat down next to her, careful not to seem imposing.
"What happened Luna?" said Harry, feeling stupid that he could not say anything more sensitive.
"Harry... My father. He's... Oh, Harry!" she cried as she buried her face in the robes covering his upper arm.
Luna's father, the head of the Quibbler, was... dead? A million things raced through Harry's head at once. Why? What in the world would Voldemort want with him? Harry was speechless. He timidly rubbed her hair as another thing hit him: Luna Lovegood, the spaced out girl who he had made friendly ties with the previous year, has had her only remaining parent taken from her.
Luna slowly withdrew from Harry's arm and went back to look at the fire. Both her eyes and the tracks of her tears were brutally reflected as her normal not-here look was a distant memory as she began to speak.
"Yesterday afternoon my father went up north to explore a mountain range to investigate the Spodge Mouthed Gigabadgers. I saw one attached to my window when I was five, and we both knew their proved existence would sell his paper like crazy. The rest... The rest is explained in a letter he wrote to his office secretary back in London." Luna paused as she sat up straighter, still looking into the fire.
"Once he peered over the ridge, he was able to spot the primary hideaway for the Death Eaters. He wrote in his letter that when his was ready to disaperate back to his London office to inform the authorities, he heard my cries for help. He then sent the letter back to the secretary to inform her he would try and sneak in after me, but to send help as soon as possible. The aurors were notified and arrived the moment after the letter arrived. But they..." she then turned to look at Harry.
"They just found him in an abandoned lying there with the Dark Mark floating above him. said Luna. "The Death Eaters tricked him into coming back... Could... Couldn't let a witness go..."
It was then Harry found Luna sobbing into his chest. Oh my Lord. Oh my Lord... Harry embraced her, now full of hatred. He could not say anything. He was only able to continue holding Luna for minutes to come. The voices in his head... Going to rescue Luna; who was, of course, safe at Hogwarts... It was all such a dreadful through back for Harry. He felt as if someone had shoved a long rod through his heart.
"Harry... Before my mother died she told me I can not let her death weight down my life. She told me to never stop being a free spirit and to never let others interfere with the way I view the world. Her experiment was for the better of magic, and she died doing what she believed in. Harry, I was proud fighting alongside you that night in the Department of Mysteries. And now... My father... I will stand up for the future." proclaimed Luna.
Harry took Luna's hand into her own. "Luna..."
"I will not be afraid of what is to come. I'll fight alongside you for... For the rest of my life if I have to! I refuse to sit here, or in my common room, or in my dormitory crying my eyes out for years to come!" cried Luna, but without tears.
Harry had yet another revelation. He thought back to Cho, who's only intent was to talk about the death of Cedric Diggory. Luna was strong. Her free spirit hid an impenetrable will. It confused Harry, yet he understood it perfectly. He took her into another embrace. She rested her head under Harry's chin. Holding Luna like this did not fill him with any of the discomfort that came with being around Cho. In fact, he felt more peace than he had ever felt in his life. Harry leaned unwittingly into the corner of the wide armchair, causing Luna to curl up on t op of him. Luna then brought her head level to Harry's.
"Let's make the future a bright one." said Luna, who was closing her eyes serenely.
Without another word, Harry closed his eyes and brought his lips up to Luna's as they came together in a long, tender kiss. They had their arms and robes wrapped around each other as the kiss deepened. They both broke away for air eventually. Luna gave Harry a dreamy and loving gaze before returning her head to its newfound home on Harry's chest. An unnoticed exhaustion caught up to the two of them as they simply slept in each other's arms in the room of requirement, both disregarding the fact they had dormitories to go to. The consequences wouldn't matter. They would face them together as they would face the rest of the future and whatever it had in store.
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So there you have it. That's my shot at a Harry x Luna pairing. Comments are welcome.
Until next time...
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"Harry, where are you off to?" asked Ron, who was already somewhat aware of the answer.
Harry chose not to indulge him, though. Something had just happened. Voldemort, or perhaps his followers, had just done something terrible that had to do with Luna. He would find out what is was. Is that the only reason? You saw her face, Harry. You know you're the only one for her to talk to.
Harry pushed his innermost thoughts aside and concentrated on his own seemingly endless journey to the giant double doors. Harry was not the least bit surprised when he saw he was the subject of renewed stares and whispers. Upon exiting the halls he glanced both ways for any sign of Luna. Sure enough he saw her, with the letter in hand, round the corner leading to the Grand Staircase. He refrained from calling out to her and moved quickly along her path instead. When he arrived at the staircase he glanced up to find her a floor above him. After a few flights of catching up the movement of the stairs impeded Harry's progress. He finally decided to call out to her, but by the time he did she had disappeared down the fourth floor corridor. It was then that it hit Harry like that rogue bludger from his second year.
She's heading to the room of requirement. Of course. She desired to be alone, and Harry wondered whether or not it would be a good idea to follow her now.
You can't. You know in your heart you how you felt all alone in your dormitory when you found Sirius's mirror. You needed someone and no one could help. Not even Nearly Headless Nick, who only managed to drive reality further into your head. It was settled. Harry was now standing in the alcove leading into the fourth floor corridor. He then proceeded down the corridor thinking strongly to himself.
I need to find Luna. I need to find Luna. I need to find Luna...
When Harry opened the strange door he had used so many times for the DA meetings, he found what looked like a living room with a fireplace. Luna was sitting in an armchair facing the fire. She looked so distant that she did not seem to notice Harry enter.
"Luna--" started Harry, but at that point he could see her gray eyes filling with tears.
"Harry... I..." she began, but then covered her face with her hands.
"Luna, if you want to be alone I'll go..." said Harry as Luna let in a crying gasp.
"No... No. I knew you were following me. I'm glad you found me." said Luna, her crying starting to subside slightly.
Harry then walked over to where she was sitting and noticed there was room for two. That struck Harry as odd, because he could have sworn that it was a one-person chair when he had entered the room. He sat down next to her, careful not to seem imposing.
"What happened Luna?" said Harry, feeling stupid that he could not say anything more sensitive.
"Harry... My father. He's... Oh, Harry!" she cried as she buried her face in the robes covering his upper arm.
Luna's father, the head of the Quibbler, was... dead? A million things raced through Harry's head at once. Why? What in the world would Voldemort want with him? Harry was speechless. He timidly rubbed her hair as another thing hit him: Luna Lovegood, the spaced out girl who he had made friendly ties with the previous year, has had her only remaining parent taken from her.
Luna slowly withdrew from Harry's arm and went back to look at the fire. Both her eyes and the tracks of her tears were brutally reflected as her normal not-here look was a distant memory as she began to speak.
"Yesterday afternoon my father went up north to explore a mountain range to investigate the Spodge Mouthed Gigabadgers. I saw one attached to my window when I was five, and we both knew their proved existence would sell his paper like crazy. The rest... The rest is explained in a letter he wrote to his office secretary back in London." Luna paused as she sat up straighter, still looking into the fire.
"Once he peered over the ridge, he was able to spot the primary hideaway for the Death Eaters. He wrote in his letter that when his was ready to disaperate back to his London office to inform the authorities, he heard my cries for help. He then sent the letter back to the secretary to inform her he would try and sneak in after me, but to send help as soon as possible. The aurors were notified and arrived the moment after the letter arrived. But they..." she then turned to look at Harry.
"They just found him in an abandoned lying there with the Dark Mark floating above him. said Luna. "The Death Eaters tricked him into coming back... Could... Couldn't let a witness go..."
It was then Harry found Luna sobbing into his chest. Oh my Lord. Oh my Lord... Harry embraced her, now full of hatred. He could not say anything. He was only able to continue holding Luna for minutes to come. The voices in his head... Going to rescue Luna; who was, of course, safe at Hogwarts... It was all such a dreadful through back for Harry. He felt as if someone had shoved a long rod through his heart.
"Harry... Before my mother died she told me I can not let her death weight down my life. She told me to never stop being a free spirit and to never let others interfere with the way I view the world. Her experiment was for the better of magic, and she died doing what she believed in. Harry, I was proud fighting alongside you that night in the Department of Mysteries. And now... My father... I will stand up for the future." proclaimed Luna.
Harry took Luna's hand into her own. "Luna..."
"I will not be afraid of what is to come. I'll fight alongside you for... For the rest of my life if I have to! I refuse to sit here, or in my common room, or in my dormitory crying my eyes out for years to come!" cried Luna, but without tears.
Harry had yet another revelation. He thought back to Cho, who's only intent was to talk about the death of Cedric Diggory. Luna was strong. Her free spirit hid an impenetrable will. It confused Harry, yet he understood it perfectly. He took her into another embrace. She rested her head under Harry's chin. Holding Luna like this did not fill him with any of the discomfort that came with being around Cho. In fact, he felt more peace than he had ever felt in his life. Harry leaned unwittingly into the corner of the wide armchair, causing Luna to curl up on t op of him. Luna then brought her head level to Harry's.
"Let's make the future a bright one." said Luna, who was closing her eyes serenely.
Without another word, Harry closed his eyes and brought his lips up to Luna's as they came together in a long, tender kiss. They had their arms and robes wrapped around each other as the kiss deepened. They both broke away for air eventually. Luna gave Harry a dreamy and loving gaze before returning her head to its newfound home on Harry's chest. An unnoticed exhaustion caught up to the two of them as they simply slept in each other's arms in the room of requirement, both disregarding the fact they had dormitories to go to. The consequences wouldn't matter. They would face them together as they would face the rest of the future and whatever it had in store.
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So there you have it. That's my shot at a Harry x Luna pairing. Comments are welcome.
Until next time...