Chapter 7

I loved him. He loved me.. I think.

Harry and Luna walked to the ice cream parlour, chatting their way together. The old witches and wizards smiled at them as they passed by and muttered 'young love'. Harry and Luna continued their walk. They were holding hands and withdrawn their hands back as soon as they figure out what they were doing. Harry blushed furiously.

"So, I'll take a chocolate scoop while you will have, let me guess, peppermint with a small scoop of strawberry on top," Harry added. Luna smiled. She looked charming with her smile.

"You always know what I want," she said, making Harry laugh. They both sat down as soon as they got their orders.

"So, I quit my job as an Atrium worker and just a week after that, my father gave me the position as an editor for the Quibbler! I was so surprised and also at the same time, I got the job as a reporter for the Daily Prophet! I mean, it was a dream come true, Harry," Luna said.

"Well, you surely did well forrself," said Harry, complimenting his old friend.

"Thanks Harry. I can see that you did well raising April," said Luna. Harry smiled. She was different now. She wasn't that bossy girl he used to know. She was a lovely young lady now.

"Thanks."

"She asked me about us, about our relationship," Luna whispered, her head drooping.

"I'm sorry, Luna. I'm really sorry, Luna," Harry apologized.

"You don't have to, Harry, it wasn't really my most bitter memory. No, that was when I found out Roger married Cho behind my back," she said.

"Hey, it's okay," said Harry. Luna looked up and gazed at Harry. The man that she once loved. She still loved.

"Do you go to Miranda's grave often?" asked Luna with a warming smile.

"Yeah, I go there once a month, I also go there for her birthday," said Harry. "I never bring April, though. I mean, why would I? It'll just bring back sad memories doesn't it?"

"No, it doesn't. Harry, she's going to have to visit her mother someday, you can't do anything about that, so, how about a date then, we can bring April to Miranda's grave," said Luna.

Harry thought about it for a while. What Luna had said was true.

"Alright then, it'sadate, I'll pick you up at eight tomorrow morning, is that alright with you?" asked Harry, licking his ice cream. Luna nodded.

Harry thought back to when he had broke up with her. Why would he do such s stupid thing?

FLASHBACK

It was Valentine's Day in Hogsmeade and Harry was taking Luna for a date. Their relationship was great but Harry couldn't help noticing there are things that just were not perfect about her. Her laughter, her love to start an argument and there are some things that were just wrong about her.

Harry had taken her to the Three Broomsticks for their date. He gazed at her eyes. He felt warm looking at them. Luna noticed this.

"Stop staring at my eyes or I'll your head off," she said. Harry smiled. He quickly finished his Butterbeer. He had to break up with her. They were just not meant to be.

"Harry, what's the rush?" asked Luna. Harry looked at her.

"Luna, these four months have been great. I love going out with you, you're just a unique person, and well, I feel that we, we should just be –

"Friends," Luna continued Harry's say. "I understand, Harry."

"It's not that I'm saying I hate you but we're just not even, not meant for each other, you deserve a better a perfect man to fill in your life. I hope you understand," Harry said. He then wiped Luna's tears away and kissed her gently.

That was it. There goes my perfect man. The one I had loved so much, even if he mistakenly calls me Loony Luna. That was my last kiss with him…..