Harry stood there, looking at a sign. He was clueless now of why he had stopped. It was a red sign, shaped like a hexagon, and said STOP in the middle. Harry knew this was for cars and bike riders, but he stopped anyway. Maybe it was because he finally realized why he was running. Maybe he realized he really had to go to the bathroom. Or it might have been that he was scared.
He had no clue where he was going, what he was going to do when he got there, or who would take him in. He could run to the Creevy brother's house. They follow him around all of the time and take pictures of him. Like he really needs pauperizes following him everywhere.
Harry's bladder was exceptionally full so he thought it better of him to go back. When he got back to the house Luna was waiting outside. It was odd of her to be lying on the ground.
"I knew you were coming back," She said when he opened up the gate. "The stars have away of telling fortunate people of friends."
"So I'm your friend, now?" Harry replied.
"Of course you are! What did you think? We only spent the whole last year together fighting- shall I say crime?" Luna shouted over the racket from the kitchen that was Mrs. Weasley. Mrs. Weasley ran out of the house and gave Harry the biggest hug he had ever had in his entire life.
"Oh, Harry, we were so worried! Ron, Hermione, and Ginny are waiting for you up stairs. They want you too, Luna." She spat out in such a rush that saliva ran down her chin. Harry waited for Luna to get up off the ground, and then set off to Ron's room.
When they reached the top of the stairs and opened Ron's door Luna ran in and looked around. She stared at Ron's countless posters of the Cuddly Cannons. Then she looked at Ron. Harry's stomach surged from the look in her eyes. All he could think was If only she looked at me like that. She would be mine forever.
It was unmistakable that he was staring at Luna with tears in his eyes. Hermione pulled him aside. "Harry, what's the matter? You look like your about to cry." She whispered.
"Oh, it's just. well. follow me so we can talk in private." Harry said just as low. He grabbed Hermione by the wrist a dragged her into Ginny's room. First, he made sure no one could here him but Hermione. "I think I'm in. in. lu. lu. love with Luna."
"Luna? As in Luna Lovegood? Our Luna? The Luna that helped us fight You-Know-Who?" Hermione said even lower then what she had before. All Harry did was nod. Hermione looked horror-struck.
"I'm sorry Hermione. I don't know why. It all happened so fast. I can't help it. That's why I wanted to leave earlier. So that maybe I would wake up at Hogwarts in my four-poster. I thought it might have all just been a dream. I want to wake up I truly do. And having her starring at Ron all of the time just makes me want to kill myself." Harry said.
"Wow. Really?"
"Yes," Harry replied.
"Maybe I can talk to her. I mean Ron doesn't like her. Do you want me to help?" Hermione asked.
"If you can."