DISCLAIMER: Blah, blah, blah. I don't own anything Harry Potter-ish. If I did, well, I don't know, I'd do something. Spend the money I got from writing the books on something stupid most likely.

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Harry slept peacefully on the messed up bed in his newly acquired home. He'd been here for two weeks, only recently though had he started to get used to his sleeping habits. He'd never been so sleepy in his life. Where before he had trouble getting four hours of sleep he now needed at least 14 hours to get himself through the day.

A door creaked open, awakening him from his deep slumber, of which he was beginning to love more and more with each passing day. Yawning, he looked up to see Luna in her normal dreamy expression.

"Hello Mine." Luna greeted the cat sleeping on her bed and ruffled the fur on his head. Making Harry glare at her in annoyance. (He'd been practicing.) As much as he might be tempted to claw her, he didn't want to risk the threat of being de-clawed.

'Have I mentioned how much you annoy me?' Harry asked sweetly. It really didn't matter how he said what anymore. No one ever understood him anyway.

"Mew."

"I love you to too, Mine." Luna bent down and kissed his on the head. Harry was unfazed at this point and continued to glare at her. These little acts of affection on her part happened at least once an hour while he'd been here.

'Growing up, I always wanted to live with a family that showed affection for me and not for the boy-who-lived.' Harry thought to himself and Luna ruffled his fur again. 'This is not what I had in mind.'

Luna danced around dizzily about her room, despite the lack of music. She kicked the door closed with her foot and flipped the light on. It was then that Harry noticed just what room and whose bed he'd fallen asleep on.

'Uh-oh.' He though as he started to take a good look at the room he was in.

Luna sighed; still lost in whatever la-la land she was currently in. She began to pull of her robes. Making Harry's eyes widen considerably.

'UH-OH!' Harry turned around quickly and shut his eyes as tight as he could manage while behind him with his cat ears he could hear distinctly Luna change her cloths.

'Don't look! Don't look! Don't look! Don't look! Don't look! Don't look!' He told himself repeatedly. He just defeated the Dark Lord. He should have better will power than this.

'Although' A little cat devil said as it perched on his shoulder. 'It could hurt to peek' It seemed to say at the back on his mind. Harry ignored the voice for as long as he possibly could. Until it became too much to fight.

Harry opened his eyes slowly; afraid of what he might see. What he saw, however, made his jaw drop, and his eyes widen into the size of saucers. 'Whoa.' He thought with his mind in a daze. 'Where did she get those?'

Harry walked forward and looked thoughtful. 'Obviously there is much more to Luna than I or anyone thought.' He said to himself as he looked at the large variety of Quiditich books Luna had sitting on a shelf next to her bed.

(What did you think he was talking about?)

Hopping on the shelf, Harry looked at all the books. Some of these things were collector's items. "Quiditich the Golden Age Volume 4" 'Wow.' He thought. 'Ron told me that they had stopped printing copies of this book back it 1676. How did she get a copy?'

Sure, he saw Luna cheer and shout at the Quiditich games along with everyone else, but he didn't know she enjoyed the game THAT much. He wasn't sure if he even remembered ever seeing her on a broom before.

"You like by books, Mine?" He heard Luna ask.

'Hmm?' Harry turned around to see what Luna was talking about.

"MREOW!"

'I'm blind! Oh, God! I'm blind!' Where Harry's last thoughts as he plummeted from the shelf and to the floor.

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Harry woke up to someone petting him softly. Opening his eyes, he saw Luna bending down closer to his level. This time at least wearing her underwear, but that did little for his state of mind at the moment.

"You okay Mine? I thought cats where supposed to always land on their feet?" Luna wondered thoughtfully. Shrugging, she kissed him on the head and ruffled the fur on his head. Incidentally shoving her breasts in his face as she went on to hug him. While covered, still showed a generous amount of cleavage.

'Was that my eighth life?' Harry wondered with his mind still in a perpetual daze. 'Lets see…'

'When I faced Voldemort as a baby, that was my first life. First Year was my second life. Second Year was my third life. Fourth year my fourth. Fifth year was my fifth. Sixth year was sixth. And then the incident during the summer when defeated Tom was my seventh life.'

He counted the number on his paws… 'Yep, this was my eighth life.' He concluded as Luna stood up excitedly.

"Are you ready to go to Hogwarts soon?" She asked him. At which point Harry came out of his daze and looked up at Luna with renewed hope in his eyes.

'Hogwarts? We're finally going to Hogwarts?' He asked. Happy that he'd be getting out of here and maybe find a way to get Dumbledore to put him back to normal.

"Yes! We're going to Hogwarts!" Luna exclaimed as though she knew what he said. Skipping happily out of her bedroom.

'Hope she remembers to finish getting dressed first…'