Miss Moony would like to dedicate this chapter to Xandria Nirvana for being the first reviewer (within 10 minutes of posting, about – that has to be a record, right?).

Miss Moony would also like to thank Gemini ice 39, Neo-Queen Serenity, gussiegal5, charmedslayers, missy mee (thrice), amelia macaulay, blackflower704, zafaran, bellachaos, laila, SlashGoddessConnlaFlame, magicgirl45852, Georgie Gryffindor, Lady Smoothie, Phoenix and Spyder, Jane-Lily (thrice), m-girls, SunMistress, Britni Puccio, dDeviL, Summer Rain of '89 (twice), maruder no. five, amrawo, Rikcy, Kerei Kitsune, SheaRaye, hollily, shazia)Riavera, Britkit, queen-of-monkey-magic, Flying with the pixies, HandsOff, petites sorcires, Beth5572, abby92, misfit2008, LimaBean0501, Yzliose, pandas rule the world, Halaia (twice), ScrewyLouie12, Elemental-sorceror, OrganiclyMe and girlknight for reviewing.

To missy mee: (raises eyebrows) Hmm.

To zafaran: Muses on strike. Bugger.

To bellachaos: I'm always trying to make the chapters as long as they can be without having to end them in completely inappropriate places, so I hope that they'll eventually be quite a lot longer. I also have problems seeing Neville as a teacher, but, although Luna has quite an odd way of thinking about things, she is quite intelligent, and I find that I understand her quite a lot of the time, so I'm going to try to incorporate (is that the right word?) that understanding into the story and (hopefully) everyone'll know what I – or she – is talking about.

To magicgirl45852: Currently, there's nothing special about the colouring of the mage-costumes, but I might think of something later, so that could change.

To Lady Smoothie: Yes, you'll learn more about war mages eventually.

To Jane-Lily: Umm… you'll just have to wait and see. (Ducks flying rotten tomatoes.)

To SunMistress: Wow, did I actually write that? (goes back to check). You… you tricked me! I thought you were quoting for a second, there. Anyway, awesome paragraph. I will try, I promise.

To Britni Puccio: Hermione is Mia because it's easier to type. There isn't really any other reason, except that when I started writing this, she was stuck as "Mia" in my head (stupid, I know). Glad you like the story, and thanks for reviewing!

To dDeviL: I know my chapters aren't long enough, and I really am trying to remedy that, just bear with me. Please? (puppy dog eyes.)

To pandas rule the world: Soon!

To Rikcy: No, I haven't asked anyone to draw the outfits or do illustrations. Why? Oh, and I'm glad you like the fic.

To shazia)Riavera: Reaction to what?

To petites sorcires: Do you think you could translate that last bit for me? There's a reason I ditched French GCSE.

To LimaBean0501: Yes, Mia is my way of writing Hermione, because I get wrist cramp easily.

To Yzliose: Ooh, right. I thought you meant that you'd found some kind of subtext for it in this fic. I think that if Harry's anyone's heir, then it'll be Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw (just because I like to be different).

To ScrewyLouie12: No, the ships will not be changing. I abhor Harry/Ginny, so it's not likely to happen in any of my fics. Sorry.

To Halaia: Sorry, again. This is my writer's block story, so it's not updated often, though much more often than I'd like, I'm sure.

NOTE: THIS FIC HAS NOT BEEN ABANDONED! I'M JUST BEING SLOW AT UPDATES!

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Chapter 10

Whispers of Professor Patterson's confrontation with the boggart sped through Hogwarts like wildfire, and by the time Harry was revived by Madam Pomfrey, the majority of the school had heard of it, including the four Marauders, who'd been told personally by Bill Weasley.

'Sirius! Sirius Black!' the small redhead called out as they entered the common room after Charms.

The Marauder in question turned and frowned to see that he was being addressed by third-year. He raised an eyebrow, but didn't otherwise acknowledge the Weasley boy.

'Professor Patterson came to help teach us today,' he blurted out without taking a breath. 'We were doing Dementors, and Professor Patterson was supposed to turn a boggart into one, but instead the boggart turned into you, Sirius!'

Sirius was seemingly too stunned to find a suitable response to this piece of information, so Remus was the one who managed to gather himself and ask Bill, 'Did anyone say why?'

The eldest Weasley shook his head. 'Even Professor Patterson and Professor West and Professor Cox looked surprised, and when he saw the blood around the boggart-you, Professor Patterson fainted.'

'I was dead?' Sirius croaked out, highly disturbed by the information.

Bill nodded, saying, 'Well, the boggart-you was, anyway.'

Sirius looked at James, then Remus and Peter, and they all exchanged perplexed looks. 'Look,' James said to Bill, 'thanks for telling us, Weasley, but we really have to be going now… homework, y'know.'

And with that, the four friends sped towards their dormitary.

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When Harry woke, Luna was the only person keeping watch over him in a private room off the Hospital Wing, reading an old edition of the Quibbler that her grandfather had edited in this time-period.

He coughed, and she looked up and, seeing him awake, helped him to sit up and gulp down a few mouthfuls of water from the tumbler by his bedside.

'Did that really happen?' he asked her faintly, and she nodded, smiling slightly.

'It really was quite odd, Harry,' she said. 'Did you know that your greatest fear was no longer dementors?'

He shook his head, and returned her smile half-heartedly. 'Maybe if I'd expected it, I wouldn't have blacked out.' Which, of course, sounded preferable to fainting.

As if reading his mind, Luna laughed, and then handed him the last month's edition of the Quibbler, which she'd obviously just finished going through.

'There's an article on the discovery of blibbering humdingers in Wales on page twelve,' she told him, and he flipped through the magazine until he reached the aforementioned article, complete with black and white Muggle photographs of various footprints and clumps of fur trapped in bushes and barbed wire.

'My father's first article,' she continued. 'He left school last year, so he could help my grandparents with running the paper. If I'm not mistaken, he met my mother a couple of months ago, while he was taking photographs in Wales.'

Surprised at the sudden new knowledge, Harry looked at Luna, and then looked back at the article. The writing was really quite engaging, and almost had Harry convinced while he read it. 'Didn't your mum go to Hogwarts?' he asked her.

'Oh, yes, but she and Daddy didn't know each other well. Daddy was in Hufflepuff, and Mummy was in Ravenclaw, and in the year below him. She left school after her OWLs, because her stepfather wanted her to be home-schooled.'

Scanning through the end of the article, he noticed a photo caption that caught his attention. 'These were taken in Godric's Hollow?' he asked.

Luna smiled and nodded again. 'Yes. Mummy grew up there, and it's a very popular place for wild blibbering humdingers.'

Harry rested his head against his pillow again and passed the magazine back to Luna, who dog-eared it and placed it on his bedside table, and then began reading her own issue again, leaving Harry in peace. He had a lot to think about.