Chapter 11

My beautiful date

Harry woke up early the next day. He couldn't help thinking about his date with Luna.

Why am I all excited? Do I still like her? Of course you do, Harry. Okay, tell me where exactly did you come from? I didn't really have a conscience that keep telling me that I love somebody. Actually, I come from one of your friends, another lost soul, searching for love. Well that could be anyone, considering everyone is bad at love, Hermione, Ron, Ginny, wait, she's getting married……

"DADDY! DADDY!" shouted April, who had slept in Harry's bedroom that night; the cemetery gave her nightmares.

"All right, all right, April, what do you want?" asked Harry as he put on his shirt. April put on a smile, showing her white pearly teeth.

"I heard you're going to have a date with Aunt Luna, I wanna help you," said April.

"Help me do what?" asked Harry, taking out his shaver.

"You know, I want to help you look charming for Aunt Luna," said April, entering the bathroom and watched her father shaved. "Be careful, daddy. Shavers are sharp."

Harry stared at April for a while. Boy, he sure had a hyper active kid.

"What makes you think you can make people look charming, April?"

"Because I read mom's diary and it said that you look charming in your first date with her and she wrote details about you" said April. Harry froze.

Miranda. How can he ever go out with someone else. That would be betrayal, it would. What would Miranda say if she ever knew that Harry's in love with another woman?

"Mommy said it would be nice for me to have a new mother," said April, in a hushed voice. Harry wiped his face and raised an eyebrow at April.

"What do you mean mommy said, you mean before she went to the –long sleep- we talked about?" asked Harry. He had told April that people would go into a long sleep when the time came for them. In short, people die.

"No, not that, mommy always comes into my dreams and she talks with me, she told me that I needed another mommy, who can take care of me and the three of us could become one big family," said April, holding her father's hands; Harry was kneeling down to her.

"In short, I want a mommy. I want somebody to just love you and love me and we can be a family. Aunt Luna is the perfect choice. I know you still like her, daddy and I know she still likes you, so please, please, please, go on that date, I beg of you."

"Alright, I'll go on that date but I can't really guarantee you that Aunt Luna's-ehhm- is going to be your-eh-mother," said Harry.

"GREAT! So, do you have any dress robes, daddy or do you have any tuxedos, I don't want raggedy ones, just…..

"Here we go."

Harry straightened his dress robe, the same dress robes he had wore on his wedding with Miranda. He had denied wearing it but April insisted, well, more like forced her father into it.

The dress robe was black and was made of silk and velvet. He had a black bowtie on and a rose clipped onto it. Harry had tried to take it off but unfortunately for him, the clip was permanently stuck.

Harry's hair was messier as ever and his magnificent green eyes looked like it could glow in the dark. April thought of it as a charming version of Harry Potter. Harry thought it was the usual me. There was nothing different.

His date with Luna was taking place in a seafood restaurant Ginny kept yapping about. Harrison Newt's Seafood Restaurant: there were times when Harry would get dizzy with the bright lights and started to imagine the waiters and waitresses as newts.

"Come on, where are you, for goodness's sake, Luna," Harry muttered below his breath. Suddenly, a voice came from behind him.

"Oh, Harry, I'm so sorry I'm late, I had a hard time, asking my father to take care of Hugh, he's always the troublemaker," said the soft voice. It was Luna. Harry's jaws dropped.

Luna was wearing a soft, pink, silk dress that looked lovely with her pink see-through shawl, decorated with flowers. Her hazel hair was tied into a bun and she was wearing a beautiful smile. Harry kept staring at her with his mouth opened wide. Luna noticed this.

"What? Does it look horrible?" asked Luna, as she stared at Harry, who was now staring at her diamond earrings and diamond necklace, then her dress. "I mean I know everything's pink, not exactly my favourite colour but Hugh kind of forced me into it."

"No, no, you look magnificent, stunning," said Harry with an honest smile.

"Oh, stop it, I don't think I look that stunning. You look charming by the way," said Luna, blushing madly.

"Thank you, April forced me into this dress robes," said Harry, giggling.

Why in the world am I laughing about? It wasn't something funny!

Harry quickly stopped and stared at Luna.

"What can I bring to this beautiful couple?" asked the waiter, who had a moustache and black hair. He was wearing a red vest and black pants.

"Oh, we're not a –

For some reason, Luna had stopped him and replied the waiter.

"I'll have the Special Squid Meal and Harry will have oysters and we would like a-let's see- Fiddling Fish? Excuse me, what does it mean by fiddling?" Luna added. She had never trusted the Wizarding world's food. The waiter smiled.

"You'll find out soon."

Luna smiled nervously.

"I hope the fish doesn't have a fiddle, but then again, this world had always surprised me," said Luna, with a comforting smile. "So, Harry, how's life at work, busy?"

"Well, not that much, I eat breakfast and then I quickly take the broomstick to Hogwarts and then I teach, teach, teach. After lunch, I'll come back to take care April. The students never noticed this, but I never have classes after lunch," Harry whispered.

Luna laughed. The waiter served them their dinner. Turns out, the fish had indeed had a fiddle and it can play with it until Harry had panged it with his plate.

"How about you, still an Atrium worker?" asked Harry, stuffing himself with oysters. Luna shook her head.

"Nope, Eric's daughter finally took the job, finally. I thought I was going to have that job until I die. No offence but working at the Ministry with a toddler is hard work. I can't leave my post and Hugh is running everywhere. There was one time when he got lost in the Department of Mysteries, luckily on of the Aurors spotted him," said Luna, drinking her Butterbeer.

"Daddy's getting old and he needed a new editor, so, here I am," said Luna. It's easy really. I eat breakfast, send Hugh to Hermione, go to the Daily Prophet's Headquarters and then I go to the Quibbler Office."

"Is it hard, you know, working for the Daily Prophet?" asked Harry, cutting the panged fish.

"Not really, I just have to take care of the advertisement and the reports. That's the work of a co-editor."

All though it had only felt like twenty minutes, Harry and Luna had been talking for about two hours. As they were busily chatting, the waiter came into their presence.

"The restaurant is about to close, I am afraid I have to ask you to leave."

Harry paid the waiter and took Luna out. The night was cold. They went to sit on a bench for a while. In front of the bench was a fountain that had a statue of four Veelas dancing, water coming from their toes and fingers.

Harry and Luna watched as the water splashed into the pool. Then came the bright moon. Luna looked up and gazed at it.

"I love the moonlight. That's why my father named me after the moon, when I was a baby, I always looked up to the sky, looking at the moon," she said with her soft voice. Luna shriveled of cold.

"Oh, let me-uhmm-

Harry slowly put his arm around Luna's shoulders.

I could have just give her my robes, why would I put my arms around her shoulders? Because you like her, yes, you do. Admit it, come on, you know you want to. I-I ,I can't but I just can't help feeling that I still love her, oh God! Love is so complicated.

Harry gazed at Luna, who was still watching the moonlight.

'She looks so beautiful in the moonlight," Harry thought. Suddenly, Luna looked down and smiled at Harry.

"Thanks for dinner, Harry, it was wonderful," Luna said. Harry laughed.

He looks so charming with that smile. I can't believe I'm on a date with him-again! Oh, look at those eyes, those magnificent green eyes I could just melt into.

"Luna, are you okay?" asked Harry to Luna, who was laughing to herself.

"Yeah, I'm okay," she said. 'Well, I must have looked stupid, giggling to myself,' thought Luna.

I can't believe I'm doing this but I just have too.

She pulled Harry closely. Harry, who didn't know what in the world was going, just went with the flow and let Luna pull him nearer to her. Then it was clear that Luna wanted to kiss him. Of course, as soon as he figured that out, he was already locking his lips with Luna's

It was a warm tingling sensation he never felt for years. Her lips were soft, just like Miranda's.

MERLIN'S BEARD! MIRANDA!

Harry quickly broke his kiss and apparated back to the Grimmauld Place.

"Harry, what-

Luna leaned back on the bench and cried.

Harry's so confusing sometimes. It's alright now, Luna. He'll come to his senses, I hope..