A/N: This is a longer chapter, thanks to Gflea -strangles- Oh, but I love the car...-druels-

The room was darkenned, as it had been for the past weeks. Hermoine sat in the corner, unable to move, or really care for this world. She had cut that frizzy hair of hers to a mass of nothingness, and dark shadows crept under her eyes. There was no solace here, no one to turn to. Luna was around. taking care of her, but Luna wasn't her parents, her lover, Ron.

"Love, want soemthing to drink?" Luna chided from the doorframe. Yes, Luna was a lesbian, and yes she called everyone love. Hermoine wasn't go bi-sexual, but that was the last thing on her mind, her parents death was taking over her life. Luna walked forward, her blackenned robes swishing before she came to kneel before Hermoine, offering the cup of tea which she had brewed only moments before.

"Drink this, it'll make you feel better. Then you better go to bed." She smiled, stood and turned, only to let out a gasp of suprise at Ron and Harry standing in the doorway.

"Sorry to scare you Luna," Harry said, but Ron was rushing forward to take Hermoine within his embrace. His hand came up to rub along her lower back, offering condolance which was not there. She sobbed, and Luna told Harry and Ron what had happenned. A car accident, and now Hermoine was left with no one, within her muggle home.

"Oh Hermoine, hunny..." Ron cooed as he pulled her closer. And suddenly, she was limp. Ron pulled her back to look her over. Exhaustion had overtook her, and now she slept. He frowned, pulling her up to cradle her against his chest. Turning, he faced the other two, like some greek god, his mistress within his arms, "We are leaving Luna. We're to find Eliana, and find Sirius."

"I am to stay," Luna lowered her head, "I always stay."

"What the hell you talking about?" Harry quirked a brow, grabbing Luna by her biceps, "The hell you're not coming! You're coming with us! Besides, you need someone to hit on," he winked and she blushed, "Yah, we know. Dont worry, your secrets safe with us." Harry smiled and got return ones from Luna and Ron in return.

"I shall fetch our things then," Luna said, walking to the doorway Harry interupted her.

"Um, actually Luna, we'll need to find another form of travel. Buckbeak cannot handle all of us, and our stuff."

"Oh, Harry, you childish thing. My father has left me a few things in his wake," she smiled, leaving the room and having Ron and Harry stare after her..

"State of the art. She has a V 6 climbing engine, and all that wonderful junk I never remember," Luna smiled, basking in the glory as Harry and Ron ran their fingertips over the car.

"You're father enchanted a two-thousand and six mustang cobra?" Ron's jaw dropped, looking over the car, a candy apple red color.

"Yes, I do love my father. I dont particularly like the two thousand to two-thousand and four models, but the cobras I cared for," she smiled, climbing in behind the wheel.

Hermoine was strapped in the back seat with Ron, and Harry took shot gun. It was a nice inside, and the trunk had been bewitched to hold more than a normal cobra could. So here they were, ready to go, and yet as the engine revved to life, and Luna hit the invisibilty booster, Harry withdrew a small address from within his pocket.

"20254 S. Walling Street, London," Harry said aloud. Ron nodded, Luna nodded, and Harry placed the slip of paper within the glove box.

"Ron, Harry, you'll find conevnient sunglass within the center consoles for the both of you," Luna said, even as she placed her own mirrored, flaming green ones on. Harry found some jet black ones, and Ron, a pair of silver ones with red flames on the side. There is also complimentary tea, water, coffee, cookies-"

"COFFEE?" Hermoine perked up, but was soon asleep once more. Luna chuckled, put her left foot on the clutch, her right foot on the brake, shifted to first, and slowly placed her foot from the brake to gas, before letting out on the clutch as she pulled into traffic. She shifted into second, quite easiyl within the Cobra, and then reached down, pulling the small lever beside her drivers side door which had the car climbimg air, of course after the invisibility button was activated.

"Wow this thing climbs like a bloody beast! Listen to her roar!" Harry laughed, but soon quieted as he looked to Hermoine still sleeping with the back. Ron pulled her closer and placed a kiss atop her forehead.

"She truelly is maginificent you know," Ron began. That was when Luna hit the button for the middle glass to come up between the back and the front seats, like a limo. She also kicked in some music, in this case it was 'Down with the Sickness' By Disturbed. Harry smirked and looked out his window. Definately one of the coolest lesbians HE had ever met.

A knock on the center glass a few hour later had Luna lowering the glass once more. However, they did not find them asking anything, but it had simply been Ron's sneakered foot, hitting the glass as Hermoines mouth dwelled deeper into his. Luna calmly turned back around, and rolled the glass back up.

"The glass should be sound proof..." she said, but turned the music up anyways.

"Why are we stopping?" Harry asked as the car slowly touched down on a country road around the dusk time.

"Can you drive stick?" Luna turned to him, knowing the answer already as she put the car into neutral and slowly pulled into a convenience store.

"No," Harry sighed, and looked over the store. Couldn't drive or sleep, so food came next. The two in the back were quiet..for the time being. And Luna shrugged, putting on the emergency break, as she stepped from the car. Harry climbed out after her and she turned, placing a locking enchantment on the car, better than any anti-theft system muggles could conjure.

"So, where are we looking?" Luna said as they passed into the muggle store.

"Eliana and Mr. Todo's house, or what is left of it," Harry said while heading for the bathroom.

"Yah, I hear it's been pretty torn up," Luna said. It had been ransacked, and who the hell had done it? Who knew.

"Want something to drink?" Luna said, looking over the muggle coolers.

"Eh, let me get rid of my extra reserves," Harry chuckled before stepping into the dirty restroom. That was the last thing he remember before something struck him on the temple and he fell, into the darkness...

"Harry? Harry!" Luna shook him as he came to, on possiby one of the dirtiest floors of the milenia.

"Luna, help me up," Harry said. She did as asked and he found his head swimming. Well, Luna was in the men's restroom which got plenty of looks as they made their way back into the main store where she helped him out into the car.

"What happenned?" she examined a cut on his forehead.

"I was knocked out by someone, did you see anyone?"

"No, no one came out after you," She replied as he winced at her cleaning his wounds. Harry thought about this, and in this thought let his hands riffle through his pockets. Everything was still there. Althought, in his jacket pocket he found a small wrinkled note. Opening it to read four words aloud:

This Is Your Warning

The paper was re-folded just before Ron and Hermoine appeared out of the passenger side, rear door, their hair and clothes tassled, their eyes sleepy. Luna and Harry looked them over, to each other and nodded. Not a word.

They decided to keep traveling that night, and Ron and Hermoine were perfectly content to sit in the back. Of course, the glass was still up, but the music had been turned down, and in this silence the Cobra climbed air, no longer in invisbility mode.

"Muggle," Luna said, but shook her head, "No, had to have been of the wizarding world. There was no way to escape without us seeing them."

Harry nodded, "Yes, but they only knocked my unconscious. So, is that such a warning? Nothing is to stop me from getting to Eliana, nothing." He set his chin stubbornly before Luna laughed and he looked to her.

"You heterosexual people,"She chuckled, "You never tell the other how you feel. Us lesbians, well women are usually so emotionally we instantly tell the other. So if something like this happens, we dont have to worry if we never said I love you."

She sighed, and Harry wondered if Luna had ever said I love you. He had never told Eliana, well..he had. But now he knew, he really did love her. The problem was that he didn't know if he would ever get a chance to tell her. These thoughts ran through his mind as he placed his head against the window glass and drifted off to a dreamless sleep.