A/N: JKR owns HP, I own my characters and this plot. The partial song sang by Pansy is "Numb Little Bug" by EM BEIHOLD. For this fic only, I'm saying Pansy wrote it, but I want to make it very clear it is owned and written by EM BEIHOLD. Fantastic song that deals with mental health. I also realize that Pansy hasn't been portrayed very nicely and the last chapter as a flashback with her helping the kids hide may have been confusing but I have a plan for that. Family trauma wears many masks.

**Third Person's POV**

Neville watched Luna flit towards his common room ahead of him after putting a finger across her lips. He smiled at her charming little antics, knowing he'd miss them since they called it quits not too long ago.

"The Slonats want you to see something my darling Neville. It's rather important but it's not for me. I'm not the intended audience here. Come along."

"Should you still be calling me darling after we called it quits?"

Luna smiled serenely and put a hand on Neville's cheek.

"You will always be dear to me but our paths are set to diverge. We helped each other heal, but you and I are destined to be friends. Great, wonderful friends who will be there for each other regardless of everything. But friends none the less. Now. Go sit at the bench by the piano and simply listen, but be as quiet as you can be."

She skipped away and Neville opened his door as quietly as he could, hearing the piano playing softly inside with a soft voice singing along.

**Neville's POV**

"Do you ever get a little bit tired of life?
Like you're not really happy, but you don't wanna die,
Like you're hanging by a thread but you gotta survive,
Cause you gotta survive...
Like your body's in the room but you're not really there,
Like you have empathy inside but you don't really care,
Like you're fresh outta love but it's been in the air...
Am I past repair?"

Her fingers keep playing a tune for a little longer before she turns to stare at me and cuts off abruptly. We sat together in awkward silence while she collected her sheets of music.

"Look, I want to pass this project. I'm trying, but I can't do it alone. And I know you went through hard things last year too, but Zabini also told us how you always kept the younger kids safe and I trusted him with the DA. If you ever want to tell me your story, I'll listen."

I let my words sink in for a minute. As I was getting up, she gently caught my wrist and kept looking away.

"Thank you for not letting the Carrows use me as their... I don't really want to put a name to it... But my fiancé was okay with it so long as they made a 'charitable donation' to my dowry.. Father even put it in my contract, and my brother signed as witness.. Since they all died at the Battle, my contract is null and void now."

She got a very light smile after that, while still having a dark look to her. I sat back down and started to play a tune that she eventually joined in on. The music filled our common room.

"What was that song you were singing? It was incredibly... Meaningful.."

"It's just something I'm still working on. Not that anyone else will ever hear it, it's not proper pureblood etiquette... As a proper wife, I won't have time for childish frivolities..."

"Listen, it was beautiful, Pan- Parkinson. You're talented. And you don't have to be a brainless society wife. From the little I've known her, Lady Malfoy doesn't accept that role too well. Now that you aren't betrothed, what do you want to do next? What do you want from life? Me, I'll be headed to Tanzania after this school year to learn more about Herbology and exotic plants. Professor Sprout set me up with the recommendation."

"Pansy. You may call me Pansy. And truthfully, I don't know what I'm doing next. Or what I want... I just assumed with Adrian being killed, I'd be betrothed to someone again soon enough... But as much as my mother would love to betroth me to the richest pureblood she can find, my uncle now has control over the Parkinson family until I either marry or turn twenty five. He's letting me choose my path... I can finally choose my own path and all I am is lost..."

"How exciting then. Maybe travel and see the world, find love the natural way. Find what you're passionate about. Figure out who you want to be. What's something that interests you? Maybe someone can go with you if that's what you want? Any of your friends wish to travel the world with you?"

**Pansy's POV**

How was he being so sweet to me after I've been nothing but a complete arse to him for years? Worse than an arse, a total bitch, a royal cow... I've burned most of my friendships because I acted as Mother thought I should... Daph probably hates me after I told her it was safer to just marry Theo than to love a woman. Draco and Blaise think I'm just a screechy slag... Of course, Draco had years of acting like Lucius and he was forgiven... Oh, curses, I'm going to have to start a long list of apologies, aren't I? Especially with my behavior at the Halloween Ball. I hadn't yet known my Uncle's decision, I was still under Mother's control. Still, what if I displease her and she still finds ways to punish my insolence... Just because Adrian, Father, and Mikael are dead doesn't mean Mother won't find another way to control me or persuade Uncle Rodrick to do as she says... If Mother gets her way, she'll find some dumb pureblood to put a baby in me. Then I'll have control but if I die, everything goes to the heir who she could then raise.

I noticed Longbottom staring at me as I spiraled deep into my worries. Maybe he can help? Can anyone help me, or am I too far gone?

"If I have to be honest, I've probably hurt pretty much everyone that would consider it. I don't know what I'm passionate about because everything I developed an interest in, my mother told me it wasn't proper. I don't know what I want because I was always told it didn't matter what I wanted. I have a whole world of choices, and I'm terrified to even make one because I've never made one on my own. And... I'm scared. I'm scared. I'm scared that there will be no one left after I've been terrible to everyone... I'm so sorry for unloading all of that on you... I have to go."

I got up to leave before I let anything else out.

**Hermione's POV**

"Your blood status isn't why you're so powerful, you know? You're still the brightest witch I know, your aura has been very interesting to watch over the years," Luna said as she slipped into the seat beside me. She nodded to both Rosie and Draco. "Hello Rosie Potter, I've been waiting to meet you again. Would you pass me the pudding?"

Rosie handed it to her with an amused look and offered her hand.

"Luna, right? I believe I knew your mother, Pandora. She was wild, beautiful, brilliant, and full of sunshine and stars."

Luna took her hand before reaching into her bag and pulling out a small purple purse with golden roses on it. I watched Rosie's eyes light up in pure joy as she opened it to find a small crystal vial of blood and a small piece of parchment.

"The parchment has a list of ingredients you need to gather. You'll have a standard fertility potion as the main base before adding the rest. Mum had notes that she was working on before she died, she was making a new spell when she got stuck. But I had told her the ingredients needed when I saw the purse. This potion is just for Rosie. And while gathering the ingredients, it's to be kept in the childhood memory you once lost. Three tears from a twice born virgin, a star from the constellation that cursed you, seven drops of blood from the moonlit seer, hair of the Ruby hearted giant filled with so much kindness, and a flower of the brother's love. At the start of the new moon, you brew the fertility potion in a golden cauldron. Once it's done, let it simmer for an hour once a day, stirred at dawn and dusk each day until the full moon. Under the light of the full moon, add the other ingredients, boil for an hour. Let it sit to cool for two days before bottling it."

I look at her like she's gone mad.

"Luna, some of those make no sense? How is she supposed to get a star? A twice born virgin? Well you might be able to talk to Harry about that one... Blood of a moonlit seer? Think logically, how does one achieve being a moonlit seer?"

Draco lifted the crystal vial while having a thoughtful face. Luna nodded a little as she ate her pudding.

"I'm assuming Lovegood already provided that one. Luna, which means the moon. And you can't tell me you never thought about how she just knows what she knows? And, if I may be so rude to ask, who cursed you to be barren?"

Rosie looked at the list and held my hand. I ran my thumb across the back of her hand as she composes herself. She sighed before looking Draco in the eyes.

"It was the darling Bellatrix. She came across me while I was doing wedding things with Andromeda... She sent a curse that hit both of us. Andi already had Nymphadora by then, but she couldn't have any kids after that. And I was childless, cursed to remain that way.."

"Then I know how to get the star that cursed you.. My mother has a collection of necklaces with the constellations of each of her sisters made of diamonds. Between Andromeda getting kicked out and disowned, Bellatrix had no interest in the 'childhood bauble', so my mother has all three. I can write her or wait until the holidays to ask?"

"Ask. Write a letter, please. And I will be in your debt if this works dear. I also have another idea, excuse me."

She goes up to Hagrid and I watch curiously as she talks to him. He looks so overjoyed and starts crying before hugging Rosie. Hagrid reaches into a pocket for scissors, trims some of his beard, and hands it to Rosie. She hugged him again before leaving him to pull the tree again, wiping his tears. She comes up to us triumphantly.

"Hair of the Ruby hearted giant filled with so much kindness, courtesy of Rubeus Hagrid! Oh, and I've been talking to Molly, she's been helping me with Potter Manor and the elves. All of you are invited for Christmas Dinner at the Manor. Molly will be running the kitchen with the elves, all taken care of fairly. She and Arthur are staying there while the Burrow is rebuilt with the wards updated. I've already sent owls to Cissa and Xeno. Harry will be there of course, and Petunia with Dudley. Then for the first time in almost forty five years, Potter Manor will host a New Year's Ball. I know it's last minute, and I apologize for that," she checks her watch. "I have to go, I have an interview scheduled with Flitwick."