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Oddest of Gryffindor and Ravenclaw

Chapter Five

Forgotten Invitations

Luna woke a week after Ginny's invitation came to her house. She woke up, went downstairs and ate breakfast, just like every other day. Her father sat at the table reading the latest issue of The Quibbler, Luna didn't know why he did this, he read everything before it went into the paper anyway, but still, he insisted he read his paper anyway. Luna usually took it from him once he was done and read it herself. This is what happened that day, just like every other day.

'So what do you have planned for today?' Her father asked her when he had folded The Quibbler up and handed it to her from across the table.

'Oh nothing really. I think I'm going to clean out the attic. I think it's about time. There might be a boggart in that chest in the corner.' Luna told him as she flipped through the many articles in the paper. She always like the star charts and horoscopes that her father put in the paper especially for her.

'All right , be careful though, if you need any help Mrs. Battezen is right next door, I'm sure she wouldn't mind helping you out.' Luna's father began washing his bowl, using a largely unneeded-needed amount of soap.

'Why? Where are you going?' She questioned as she turned the star chart upside down.

'I have a meeting with the writers of The Quibbler, I must goto it ... I'm the editor and all. Sorry dear. But I'll be back in time for dinner, which reminds me, you have to go shopping for some more milk. We haven't had any for the past four weeks. I had to use water in my cereal this morning.'

'Okay, sure. But try not to get lost again on your way back from work.' Luna said in an airy tone. Her father had gotten lost days before, when he thought it would be fun to ask a talking cow for directions. That didn't work out to well.

'Yes yes Luna, don't worry.' Her father reassured her as he walked from the room to get ready for the meeting.

After Luna had finished eating and reading the paper she went upstairs and got dressed. Once she was ready she found large garbage bags and a few boxes, which she took up to the attic with her. She was planning to clean out as much as she could before lunch, then got out and buy some milk, then clean the attic a bit more before she made dinner for her and her father.

Taking everything up to the dusty attic she began sorting through a large box of clothing, most of which were her's when she was a baby. She took them all out of their old, dirty box, shook them out and put them in the wash. While she waited for them to dry she went back up and found an old box of toys, her's and her parent's, all from when they were younger. She cleaned up them up and but them back into a clean, new box. Quickly she folded all the baby clothes and returned them to their box.

Finally, after all of that was finished Luna moved onto the next thing. In the corner of the attic was a large, dusty box, which looked like it hadn't been opened in years. She walked over to it and carefully lifted the flaps. Inside was a beautiful yellowing wedding dress. Luna gasped as she held it tight against her, this must have been her mother's before ...

Luna moved to the broken mirror standing upright near the box. She looked around, made sure no one was around and tried it on. She twisted her hair into a messy bun on her head and stuck her wand in it to keep it up. She walked around the attic for a long time like that until finally she went back to the box where the veil, fake flowers, shoes, and her parent's wedding picture still lay in the box. Luna lifted the picture out and dusted it off with the sleeve of her shirt, lying near the box.

She smiled as she traced her mother and father's face with her finger. She hardly remember her family like this, as a whole, instead of the pieces it was now. Luna sat there for hours just watching her mother and father dance around the frame, laugh, and kiss. Suddenly she really missed her family.

All of a sudden there was a knock at the open attic door. She looked up and saw Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Ginny Weasley, and a boy who looked oddly like someone she had once met, although couldn't remember.

'Erm ... Luna? Are you ... all right? Did you, uh, forget you were coming over today?' Ginny asked tentatively, taking a small step into the attic. Harry pulled her back and shook his head, indicating that not to come in.

'Oh?' Luna looked at them all as though she wasn't sure who they were. 'Yes.'

Harry took Ginny's hand and led her away, back down to the kitchen, everyone else following suit. Harry was always rather nice, Luna thought as Hermione closed the door behind her.

Luna got up and looked from the picture in her hand to her reflection in the mirror. She twirled around in her mother's wedding dress once more before she changed back into her regular robes. Carefully, she folded up the dress and put it gently back in it's box along with the picture, closing the lid tightly.

'Luna?' Ginny whispered, unsure of what to say.

'So are we all ready? Luna did you need some time to pack?' Harry's voice was light and cheerful, as if nothing strange had happened. Luna smiled at him.

'Yes, I need to pack, I'm sorry. I forgot.' She said softly, as she washed her hands in the sink, getting rid of the thick dust and dirt on her hands.

'Don't worry about it, it's no big deal. Take your time, pack and when your ready you can come down. We don't have anywhere else to go so it doesn't matter, take as long as you need.' Harry nodded, still smiling.

Silently thanking Harry, Luna walked away from the five of them standing in her kitchen. She packed quickly, despite what Harry had told her, she didn't want to keep them waiting to long.

Luna wasn't sure what they all thought of what they had walked into. Hermione probably thought she was crazy for walking around a dusty, old attic in a wedding dress, Ron's thoughts were probably confirmed, she really was crazy. That boy must have been shocked to walk in on something that odd. Harry though ... Harry knew exactly what had happened. He knew she had found her mother's old wedding dress and he knew she wasn't crazy for trying it on. Harry understood what had happened and why.

Once she had finished packing everything she would need for school and the remaining summer she scribbled a note to her father, explaining what had happened. She walked down the stairs and followed everyone out from the fireplace, none of them speaking, except to say The Burrow before vanishing in green flames.