Luna looked at the scene around her. Wizards and witches of all years and ages were waging war against the Death Eaters, determined to win now that their master seemed so close to his doom. "Stupify!" she cried towards a Death Eater cornering a group of third years. They sent her grateful looks, and she smiled and nodded in return. She weaved her way among the myriads of dead bodies that littered the ground praying for them and their families as she went.

She was also silently praying for Draco and his family. She knew how important family was to him, and how he had joined the Death Eaters simply to protect his mother. He had told her everything about him when she had been a prisoner in his cellar. He seemed to let down all of his barriers and pretenses once he had realized that she was there, a student he had attended school with.

Luna knew that he still had good in him, and believed in him with her whole being. So really it was no surprise to her that she began to look for him amongst the smoke and mangled bodies.

Then she saw it. A flash of platinum.

She hurried in the direction of the sign that the boy was still alive.

Draco had in turn been looking for the long blonde hair that belonged to the dreamy girl he had started to fall for in his fifth year.

He didn't care anymore what happened to him, but what happened to her.

He searched frantically as he sent spells hither and yon at the Death Eaters, no longer desiring to be one of them.

He dodged the spells and charms directed at him, weaving his way through the wreckage of Hogwarts, and clutching his wand close to him.

Then he saw it. The one thing that he had trained his eyes to look for.

He ran in the direction he had seen her long hair, not caring how desperate or ridiculous he looked as he stumbled on the rubble that littered that ground.

He stopped, looking frantically around him this way and that for any sign that she was still standing.

He caught her eyes and before either of them even knew what they were doing, they towards each other, Luna jumping into his arms willingly and Draco lifting her off the ground with the little strength that he still had left.

Their breaths were coming out raggedly, Luna whispering his name over and over again.

They pulled away from each other's embrace only to meld their lips together, electricity coursing through them as they connected.

"You're alright!" Luna breathed out, a smile spreading across her face as the tears made their way down her cheeks.

Draco brushed her tears away with his thumb as his own tears began to pool in his eyes.

"You waited for me," he whispered, wrapping his arms around her again.

"Of course. You should know Draco. I would always wait for you,"

Draco smiled and grasped her face with his hands, his lips meeting hers in a desperate and passionate kiss.

The battle was over and they could feel it around them. The light had won, and it filled them with a joy far too indescribable.

"Luna!"

The sudden outburst caused the two blondes to pull apart from each other to see who exactly had spoken.

Ginny stood hand-in-hand with Harry, both of their mouths agape and their eyes wide.

"What on earth do you think you're doing?" she asked, marching up to the couple and dragging Harry behind her. He almost lost his footing several times in the trip over. Draco couldn't help but chuckle slightly at the sight.

"Kissing my boyfriend. Is there something wrong with that?" she asked curiously, tilting her head to the side.

Everyone stared at her with surprise, even Draco.

"Y-you mean it?" he asked, looking at her with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

"What are you talking about? Malfoy is not your boyfriend!"

"Of course I mean it. Why wouldn't i?" Luna asked Draco, purposely ignoring Ginny's outburst.

Draco couldn't speak, so instead, he swept the short blonde into his arms and kissed her again. She didn't even hesitate to return the kiss, cupping his face with her hands.

"Have you gone barmy Luna?!" Ginny asked, her voice sounding desperate.

Harry finally jumped into the conversation after Luna and Draco broke apart. He let go of his girlfriend's hand to approach them, tapping Draco lightly on the shoulder.

"You take good care of her, or so help me Malfoy, I will make your life so miserable, you will wish we had never met!"

"Is that an option?" Draco asked, his face and voice completely serious.

Harry smiled and put forth his hand, Draco graciously accepting it.

"I will. Dear God, I will always take care of her!" Draco replied happily.

Harry nodded and headed back to his girlfriend who had recently been joined by Ron and Hermione.

Both sported confused looks, and Harry whispered that he would explain everything later.

Right now though, they were going to celebrate a victory for the light, and the new journeys that they would all be embarking on soon.