DISCLAIMER: Nothing's mine, except the specific order in which these words are placed. The same goes for the rest of the chapters, too. The characters, places, etc, aren't mine, they all belong to other people (namely J.K. Rowling), so don't sue me, please!

Author's Note: Sorry about the ending, I guess I'm allergic to real closure. He he he.

Author's Note: I know, Luna's not very Luna-like in the last one, but it's hard to write someone completely random, at least for me.

Author's Note: Well, as usual, review, and I hope you enjoy. 23.7 cookies to the first one to point out some major flaw that I haven't already admitted to!

Author's Note: This chapter was originally going to be about Draco, but I decided against it, since there really wasn't much to put.

Author's Note: This is the last chapter. I didn't plan on ending it here, but that's just what happened. If anyone has any suggestions, they can always just send them to me, because sometime in the future, I plan to go back and re-write some, if not all, of the chapters.

Author's Note: I really don't want to stop writing this, but I have to. So tell me, through reviews, e-mail (HPCLeader@msn.com), whatever, if you'd rather have a sequel, a totally different story, or just a more in-depth look at this one. I promise you, though, whatever it is, I'm not going to be missing from this site for very long.

Author's Note: Okay, now read!

Ch. 12

Luna felt very pleased with herself. She managed to get Draco to show up, and that made Ginny happy, which made Luna happy. She mentally thanked Padma Patil, who had been talking with her sister, Parvati, and Parvati's best friend, Lavender Brown, about Ginny and Draco outside the Ravenclaw common room a while ago.

Draco seemed relieved to finally have his feelings out in the open, while Ginny still seemed nervous around him. But she was getting along fairly well, sitting with him under the beech tree in the dark, talking about nothing, really, just as Luna and Neville had been that day. It was only a week ago in reality, but it seemed like much longer. It seemed like it took a lifetime for Neville to even notice Luna; the wait for him to come meet her underneath the beech tree by the lake took even longer.

But he came. He came on time, which was different, but in a good way. The by the time they had each said "hello", the sun was beginning to rise, and for once, they felt no need to be silent for it.

Luna wasn't exactly sure how she should bring up the subject of Neville avoiding her. So she did it completely randomly, as was her custom.

"Neville, why have you been avoiding me lately?"

He looked shocked. "I haven't. You've been avoiding me. I've tried looking for you at mealtimes, and you're always there, but you never look back. You haven't been in the library lately, and…"

There was the sound of a small squeak in the background; Draco had just playfully knocked Ginny over. Luna and Neville ignored it.

"Well, I've been looking across the Great Hall at mealtimes, and I can never even see you, and I've always been able to see you. I've been looking all over the grounds for you, and whenever I see you, you just walk away."

Ginny couldn't help but laugh, and neither could Draco. Neville, feeling slightly embarrassed, remembered that there were other people present. "Well," said Ginny, brushing the grass off of herself from when she fell. "I think we'll leave you two alone. Obviously, this is a private conversation, and we wouldn't want to intrude…" she was fighting back laughter, Neville could see it in her face; but he didn't care. Ginny pulled Draco to his feet and dragged him off to somewhere else. The sun had fully risen, and it looked to be a bright, sunshiny day.

Neville and Luna sat there, under the beech tree, for hours, talking but not really saying much. Finally, Luna said something that she had been meaning to say for weeks.

"Neville," she began, carefully choosing her words, "Remember what you said, last Saturday, after you found me in the library? You said that you could run through the Great Hall, naked and screaming, and no one would notice." Neville remembered. "Well, guess what?" She asked, scooting closer to him. "I notice everything you do." She kissed him.

"Luna," he began, choosing his words carefully as well, "Remember what you said, last Saturday, after I found you in the library? I asked you why you were crying and you told me that 'people pretend to be your friend, but you know that as soon as you turn around, they're saying stuff about you, and some people won't talk to you at all.'" She was surprised that he remembered exactly what she had said, but didn't comment on it. "I promise you that I really am your friend, and I'll always be willing to talk to you."

To his surprise, Luna shook her head no. "You're wrong, Neville," she said. "You're not my friend. You're so much more than that."

Author's Note: Sorry about the cutesy little ending, but that's what happened. I'm going to miss writing this story so much! Thanks a ton to my readers, and especially to the people who reviewed me. Oh, and please ignore the strange things on my review that came from Jamie – that was my homework! L