Chapter 3 A Flashback

Harry sighed. Somehow, he felt that he was always the carrier of bad news. He couldn't even believe that Ron is going to stay at Asia for another four months! How could he! He knew perfectly well that Hermione had been waiting for him for a long time.

Harry began to miss his old friend. Ron was the only guy who he had as a friend to talk to. To tell him all of his problems. Hermione wouldn't understand. Harry's problems are well, a guy thing. A thing that women just can't know or understand. This thought jumbled him back to when Miranda was around.

'No, Harry, you can't keep thinking about Miranda. She just makes you sad, remember?'

Harry had never took notice of these words. Miranda would never make him feel sad. She had always shone the light on him. The light he needed so much. The light that could bring back energy to him. Tears fell on Harry's cheek as he thought about it. Memories flashed back to him.

Their marriage, their life together, their happiness that they have shared for April's birth and also somehow, it came back to him, how Miranda had died. Harry shut eyes, wishing the picture in his head, of Miranda dying would slip away. As he shut his eyes, he started to have a flashback.

FLASHBACK

Harry looked out of the window, it was raining. Heavy rain was pouring, splashing everywhere. He had never thought this day would come, when he had lost another person who he had loved and cared about. He had lost his parents, then Sirius, then Snape and then it was Moody.

'Why?', Harry had thought. Why do all the people he would sorely miss are dead now? Why didn't he saved them? Why didn't he-

"Because you couldn't, Harry."

Harry had nearly jumped. He looked back and found out it was Dumbledore who was had said those words.(probably did some Occlumency to Harry) Those words that somehow, he couldn't hear properly, not if he feels wrapped up in guilt.

"I'm very sorry for your lost, Harry, I really am," said Dumbledore, sipping his Butterbeer. Harry didn't replied. He just looked down to the floor. People would have said that it was very selfish of him to do that even though he had lost a person in his life, but Dumbledore knew better. He knew that Harry would always do that if he had lost somebody.

He pitied Harry. After all he had gone through, Harry still have to suffer his wife's death. Dumbledore stood up, and left Harry to cry. He knew he couldn't do anything to cheer Harry up. He tried that twice, and ended up with Harry screaming at him with his voice at the very top of his lungs.

Two hours passed by, a lot of his friends had came. Even Miranda's family came to send their regards and all Harry could only reply 'thanks for coming' and 'thank you'. His mind just went blank. He missed Miranda so much. Her warm touch, her soothing eyes and her laughter that had always brought him joy.

Dumbledore sighed as he watched Harry crying out his eyes.

"Dumbledore?"

Dumbledore looked to his left and saw Luna Lovegood. He smiled. It had been long since they have met.

"My dear Luna, how are you," asked Dumbledore, pouring his ex-student a glass of Butterbeer.

"Wet," replied Luna. It was true, she was soaking wet. " So how's Harry? I'm so sorry I couldn't come earlier, loads of work to do at the Atrium, you couldn't even imagine what nonsense the visitors come up with. Anyways, back to Harry, nobody talked to him, have they?"

"Miss Lovegood, Luna, even if we were talking to him, what would we say?" said Dumbledore.

"You could say that it's not his fault and that he must move on with his life," said Luna.

"I tried that twice, it didn't work out very good," Dumbledore sighed.

"Really," said Luna. "I have no problem convincing or easing Harry, it's a piece of cauldron cake."

"Well, then," said Dumbledore. "If that's the case, maybe you should go talk to him for a while."

Luna, without hesitation, walked to Harry and tried to get a good look at him.

"Harry? Hi, it's me, Luna, you know, Luna Lovegood," said Luna. Harry looked at Luna for a while.

"Hi, Luna, thanks for coming," Harry mumbled.

"Yes, well, that's what friends are for," said Luna. "Anyways, Harry, I know you're going through a very rough day but I don't like to see you mope around. You don't have to, its not your fault."

"It's all my fault, I should have bought the groceries with her," said Harry.

"Harry, look I know how you feel, I was so sad when Roger died but then I found out that he was cheating on me with Cho Chang, uggh, that stupid woman! Anyways, I moved on just for Hugh, y'know, my son" said Luna. "That is exactly what you should do with your life, move on… just for April."

Harry looked to have a better look of Luna. She was right. He can't mope around and just let go of April. He should take care of April. Harry smiled and thanked Luna.

"What are friends for? Besides, isn't April your little angel," said Luna with her sweet smile.

END OF FLASHBACK.

"Indeed, she is," Harry smiled. He looked at April as she gave a small yawn. He'll take care of April, just for Miranda.