Written for the Quidditch League Fanfiction Competiton Round 1. Prompts used were: Fashion, "What on Earth are you doing?", Purple, Leaving, and Mirrors

Harry glanced in the mirror, straightening out his clothes and attempting to make his hair lie flat. It didn't work. With an aggravated yet exasperated sigh, he decided it would just have to make do. Not that the person he was meeting would mind a single bit, but the media was still all over him even years after the war, and it just wouldn't do to look sloppy on camera. He had learnt a lot about media portrayal over the years, and had needed to adjust accordingly.

Ginny leaned out from the kitchen, where she had been making breakfast. She rolled her eyes at his choice of clothes.

"You're meeting with Luna, not going to work." She said, hands on her hips. He could barely hear her voice over the shrill screams of their children behind her. "Why are you dressed like that?"

Harry soundlessly mouthed an argument, but found he couldn't find a fault in his wife's logic. He mumbled something weakly under his breath.

Ginny nodded resolutely. "That's what I thought."

"But I don't want to change again…"

She rolled her eyes again at her husband's antics. Harry smiled at her, and shuffled over to give her a chaste kiss.

"Well, I'll be leaving now then."

Ginny sent him off with a wave of her hand. Harry shut the door with a click, and turned with a smile at the beautiful weather. A walk would do him good, he decided. The café he was meeting Luna at wasn't too far away, and it wasn't often he got moments to himself like this.

With a soft smile on his face, he started on his way, wondering gleefully what her reaction to the news would be. There weren't many things that would perturb the girl, and he was absolutely sure this would be one of them. He hoped she would be happy at the surprise.

He was still humming lightly as he entered the café. To his surprise, he spotted Luna right away by the windows. She was often later than the actual meeting time because she would get distracted by something or other. Making his way over, he glanced over what she was wearing with amusement. It would be rather hard not to spot her. She was wearing an odd purple shawl wrapped around her head, and was otherwise dressed in a blinding color of yellow. Harry shook his head in amusement as he approached her. Her fashion sense was still as wonky as usual.

Luna lifted her head to face him as he came closer. She gave him a serene smile, stirring her coffee with one hand, while the other cradled her face.

"Hello, Harry. How are you today?"

"Hey Luna! I'm doing fine, thanks," he gestured to her head. "What on Earth are you doing?"

She blinked languidly at him. "Oh, this? You see, the Wrackspurts are all over the place around this time of the year. I thought that some head protection would be better than waving my hands around all the time."

Harry nodded at that, and sat down. Waving at a nearby waiter, he quickly ordered a latte and some cake before turning to face Luna. She was now sipping at her coffee, and watching him.

"So how are Rolf and the twins?" he asked.

"They're wonderful. We plan on going on a trip soon to find the Crumple horned Snorkack, and everyone is excited to go." Luna smiled softly.

Harry gave her a small grin back. "That's great! Good luck."

He was really happy that she had people to support her now. It was such a contrast from her Hogwarts years, where she'd been mostly alone and friendless, alienated in her own house. She was stronger than most people knew. Her strength laid in understanding and helping people, just as she had that day Sirius had died. He didn't think she knew how much he appreciated her for just being herself. All the more reason to give her the good news.

"Thanks. So, how are Ginny and the kids? It's been a while since I've talked to her. I think I'll come over some time..." Luna trailed off in her thoughts. She blinked, and then refocussed on the conversation. "She just gave birth didn't she?"

"Oh, yes. A girl, in fact. She looks just like Ginny you know? With red hair and brown eyes," Harry made no effort to hold back the smile on his lips. "We decided to name her Lily Luna Potter."

Luna stopped moving. Slowly, she lowered the cup from her lips. Her eyes had widened even more than they usually were. She blinked several times, and opened and closed her mouth soundlessly. With a jolt, he frantically realized that she was tearing up.

Harry froze, wondering what he should do. He had never seen Luna cry, and wasn't even good with crying girls in the first place. He raised his arms uncertainly.

But Luna was already regaining her composure. She wiped her tears off, and faced him with a beaming smile.

"Thank you."

Harry lowered his own arms, and returned the smile. "No, thank you. For everything you've done for me."

"I think you've done more for me than I have for you," she stated, with a nod of her head. "You were one of the few people to value my opinion, and one of my first true friends."

Harry lowered his head, embarrassed at her honest face and words.

"Um, so will you agree to be her Godmother? I couldn't think of anyone better than you. It'll really put me in a bind if you don't agree you know."

He gave her a hopeful smile. She laughed.

"Yes, of course I agree."

Harry leaned forward, face now serious. Luna blinked.

"Please help and guide her as much as you've helped me."

Luna smiled again.

"I will."