A/N: Spiffy reviews! I'm glad everyone likes this one! Here is chapter three! Please read and review!

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More Than Yellowed Pages

Chapter Three

"We can't possibly just barge in there like crazy people, can we?" Hermione gulped.

"Why not?" suggested Harry. "Luna's aunt probably already thinks of us that way, anyway...especially if she is anything like my aunt and uncle..." he scowled.

Ron nodded. "Point taken. So, who's going to ring the door bell?"

"I am." Dumbledore smiled.

It was only about ten seconds before someone came to the door. That someone was Luna. She was still in her pajamas, and her hair was going every which way. She looked as if she had done nothing but sleep for the past week, but her expression brightened the moment she saw Dumbledore and her friends.

"Dumbledore! Harry! Ron! Hermione!" She gasped. Her voice softened quickly. "My aunt is in the living room. Would you like to come in?" she asked.

The moment her aunt saw the strange people, she jumped in surprise. "Luna Lovegood! How dare you let these freaks into my home!" she bellowed.

Exactly like my aunt and uncle, Harry thought to himself.

"Ms. Lovegood, honestly, there is no need for name calling," whispered Dumbledore calmly. "If I may have a word with you?" he requested.

She scowled at him, cursed under her breath, and invited everyone into the room. "What is it?" she demanded of him. "I have things to do today, and I don't need you to be taking up my precious time with your nonsense." She growled.

"Calm down, Ms. Lovegood. I came to discuss Luna's schooling. I have heard that you will not be allowing her to return to Hogwarts for her final year...is this true?"

Luna nodded, but her aunt was the one who spoke. "I will not send her back to that place." She huffed. "She doesn't need to be there..."

"Why not?" demanded Dumbledore, growing slightly impatient with the woman's short temper with him. "Do you not realize what has happened? Haven't you been informed of the consequences of what you are doing?"

"Consequences?" she yelled. "Do I look like I care whether or not she learns to pull a rabbit out of a hat or not?"

Dumbledore frowned, and turned to Hermione, who smiled at Luna and quietly led her from the room. Dumbledore cleared his throat once Luna was gone, and stared at the woman across from him. "Madam, you are blind." He said softly. "The girl's father was murdered by one of the strongest wizards in our world for possessing information regarding his whereabouts. Luna knew everything that went on in her father's business. It is doubtful that she did not know about the article that ultimately cost him his life. Don't you see? He will come after her, and he will come after you. By keeping her here, you are endangering your life as well as hers...."

"That is all a bunch of cadswallop!" she spat.

"Oh, really?" Harry smirked, no longer able to contain himself. "Look lady, Voldemort is a killer. He killed my parents, he killed Luna's dad, and he's going to come after her unless you let her go back to school where Dumbledore can protect her!" He was a bright red color by this time.

The woman gasped and took a step back. "Contain yourself, child!"

"The boy is right, madam." Whispered Dumbledore. "The girl needs protection. Right now, the safest place for her to be is back in our world, at Hogwarts."

She nodded. "If she goes, she can not return here." She whispered sternly.

Dumbledore nodded sadly. "I am sorry that you feel that way, madam..." he sighed. "But I am glad you are allowing us to do what is best for Luna."

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"What all did she say?" asked Luna, dragging her trunk to a pink car that was parked outside her aunt's house. "I didn't think she would ever let me come back, and you convinced her in less than an hour!"

"She isn't going to let you come back, Luna." Harry whispered.

Luna blinked. "You mean I don't have to go back?"

Dumbledore nodded. "It would appear that way, yes. Don't worry, though. At the end of this year, there will be a career orientation. More than half the students are set up with work and accommodations before the year's end." He explained. "I know that seems like it is a ways away, but you should definitely be considering it right now."

Luna nodded. She paused. "Is that car taking us to King's Cross?" she asked.

He nodded. "I will see you all again after the feast tomorrow. Good luck," he smiled as the car drove off.

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"Luna, are you sure you're all right?" asked Hermione.

She nodded. "I'm excited to be going back to school."

"Not that," Harry whispered, "everything else. Are you all right about everything else?" he asked.

She sighed, paused for a while, and finally nodded. "I'm dealing with it. I miss my dad a lot. But I'm also scared. He was obviously on to something if Voldemort had to..." her voice broke. "Is he going to come after me, too?"

Harry did not answer. The train had stopped. They had reached Hogwarts at last. Ginny, who had been quite silent throughout most of the trip, stood and smiled in an effort to lighten the mood. "Good to be back home, eh, Harry?" she grinned.

He nodded, frowned, and took out his father's old dream journal. He opened it to the first page, and gasped. Where there had previously been the mysterious unknown language, he now saw nothing except the date, nearly thirty years ago, and a blank page.

"What is it, Harry?" asked Ron. "Hey! All that weird stuff is gone!" he noticed.

The door to the cabin swung open, and in stepped Professor Lupin. "Interesting, isn't it Harry? Tonight, you get to see how it works..."

"Huh?" he groaned.

"I told you it was a dream journal, didn't I?" he frowned. "Well, technically, it has nothing to do with his dreams. It's like an account of his life. It will provide you with your dreams...show you what he did back when he was here. It's ingenious, actually. Never did quite figure out how he was able to do it..."

Harry blinked. "And what about the 'surprise' you were talking about in the owl you sent me? What did you mean? What is it?"

"Come with me to my office, Harry. I can explain everything to you there. Ms. Lovegood," Dumbledore smiled down at her, "you may want to come along as well. I think you may both find this information very...interesting..." his eyes darkened over.

"What is it, headmaster?" Harry had repeated this same question over and over about fifty times by the time they had reached Dumbledore's office.

"Have a seat," Dumbledore offered.

Luna and Harry sat. Luna blinked in confusion, and studied the old man in front of them. "What's wrong Dumbledore?" she asked after several moments of silence had passed between them.

He pulled out a piece of paper. "This is Harry's parent's will. They left him the money in their Gringott's account, various items of magical and sentimental value, and...all of their land in Godric's Hollow." He finished.

"Godric's Hollow?" Luna gasped. "My father said..."

"I know what your father said, Luna. That is part of the reason I wanted you to be here. The two of you are in grave danger. Something recently sprang up in the Department of Mysteries that..."

Harry cut him off. "The Department of Mysteries?" His cheeks reddened in anger. "What exactly does the ministry have to do with any of this? They didn't even believe me until last year! They're a bunch of hypocrites!" he growled.

"It has everything to do with it, Harry." Dumbledore whispered.

"Meaning...?" he frowned.

"There is a new prophecy in the Department of Mysteries, Harry. Foretold quite recently, I imagine...it involves you and Luna." He frowned. "I was not supposed to tell you, but I can only imagine the consequences of not informing you of what could happen if..."

Luna gulped. "What? What is it?"

Dumbledore frowned deeply. "It came from Professor Trelawny herself. I know that she seems rather worldly to you, Harry, but you are going to want to hear this..." he explained before Harry had time to object. He cleared his throat. "People are not supposed to know their futures, but I am telling you in hopes that you can prevent what may happen..."

"Out with it, Dumbledore!" demanded Harry shortly.

"According to the prophecy, the child of Luna Lovegood and Harry Potter will be born one year from now on Halloween night..."

Luna nearly screamed, "At eighteen?", but clapped her hand over her mouth so that only a small yelp could be heard. She nodded for Dumbledore to continue.

Dumbledore sighed. "The child will be powerful from the onset. If Voldemort lives until the child's first birthday..." he paused.

"What?" demanded Luna, growing angrier by the second.

"On Halloween night two years from now, Voldemort will again resurface in Godric's Hollow. Instead of coming after you and Harry, it will be the baby he seeks. And he will succeed, Harry...after he has killed the Boy Who Lived...."

Luna did scream this time. "Kill him? Why would Voldemort want to take...what in the world?" she stammered.

"Luna, calm down..." Harry whispered.

"Calm down? Are you mad? Were you listening? Unless we do something, you're going to die, and a baby we don't even have yet is going to become Voldemort's personal play thing!" she shook him.

He frowned, carefully loosening her grip on him. "That, Luna, is exactly why we are going to have to make sure that we don't give him the chance..."

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A/N: All right, so here's where this one ends. Forewarning...the next one is rather long, and I do plan to span the actual story over a moderately long time period...I'll let you know when that happens though. Anyway, I hope you liked this one! Please read and review!