Luna was amazed to see who it was," Harry! Wha-What's this all about? Why have I been stripped of my belongings?"

"You are so beautiful", Harry began. "Luna I care about you, you must know this by now."

"I didn't, I knew I fancied you but I had no idea you loved me," said Luna almost glowing perpetually.

"Love? I never said anything about love. I care about you, that is all. I love Cho, I always have." he paused to see Luna's features displease themselves; she looked so sad, and yet so beautiful. He had no idea; her chest was so full, so supple. Her skin was so pale, so innocent. How he longed to look at her forever; but he didn't love her, he loved Cho, or did he?

"Well then why am I here if you don't love me? And why am I unclothed if you don't love me? I hate you!" said Luna who burst into tears after she said that. Harry rushed to her side and sat down on the bed and her.

"Don't cry maybe I do love you." Exclaimed Harry half heartedly. But Luna thought he was serious and looked up and kissed him. At first, Harry didn't comply, but then he responded even more passionately then Luna had expected. As Harry was kissing Luna he thought to himself, 'Cho doesn't kiss me like this, she doesn't do anything. Perhaps Luna and I could have some fun. I don't want to lose Cho but Cho would never find out what we did or do. We could defiantly have some fun.'