Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter
Chapter V: Welsh Worrywhims
Luna was twirling her wand as Harry walked out of her bedroom. "I've never cooked breakfast for you Harry. I think you'll enjoy it, because my breakfast's are quite unique." Luna nodded and prodded a tin cup, a trickling brown liquid materialized into the cup drop by drop. "Like coffee?"
Harry sat with his knees pulled in at a blue and silver covered chair, plush with cotton and magically enforced with lethargy charms. He felt himself sinking into a deep calm, and nodded. "Yes, I think I would like some. This chair is…unlike any I've ever known. It's a chair fit for royalty! It's so wonderful!" Harry went on in amazement, all the while Luna continued to prepare breakfast.
"It was my Uncle Benjamin's old chair, I am pleased that you like it." Luna flicked her wand and the cup of coffee made it's way to Harry. "Take a sip, careful you don't burn your tongue, I may need that later." Luna smiled wryly as Harry blushed.
"Mmm…" Harry smacked his lips. "What is …what's in it?"
"Blingley Seasoning, " Luna counted on her fingers "Cardamom oddly enough, and a bit of ginger."
"Yeah that's pretty unique." Harry stared at the coffee, and wondered what was in store for breakfast. "Wait, isn't cardamom used for cooking?" Harry recalled the days he had spent cooking for the Dursleys, and specifically remembered using it in one of Petunia's recipes.
"Do you think I would poison you Harry? Nonsense, your body is only good for so long after you're dead…tsk tsk." She said, waving her wand at a particularly hesitant piece of bacon. "No, it is used in coffee as well. Mom used to put it in my tea, it made it easier for me to like until I was used to the strength of tea."
"Mmm." Harry couldn't really argue with her, it sounded feasible.
Luna let out a shriek of happiness as she clapped her hands. Soon two plates of steaming breakfast foods were on their way to the table. Bacon and eggs, toast and jam, and Luna's best pancakes. "Let's eat, we've a great deal to discuss."
Harry stabbed his bacon and ate with ferocity worthy of Ron's grandeur. "What's on your mind?"
"Welsh Worrywhims." Luna laid a large amount of syrup onto her pancakes, and bit into them.
"Sorry?" Harry asked, swallowing his food and chasing it with a swig of coffee.
"Welsh Worrywhims. We need to check you for them."
Harry nodded. "Oh yes, I agree." He made a note to look these up in the Quibbler as soon as he could.
"Wow, Harry. I'm surprised, and flattered really." Luna beamed.
"Well, anything for us, right Luna?"
"Oh Harry, absolutely. I'm so happy that you're willing to go through the procedure."
Now Harry was feeling nervous, but he quickly reassured himself. How bad could any procedure be, especially on something that probably doesn't exist? "When do you want me to have the …procedure?"
"Dad knows someone who can do it, it's pretty painless too, you'll be asleep you see." Luna sipped on her tea and readjusted her position on the seat so that she sat cross legged.
"That's great!" Harry wondered what trouble he was getting himself into.
"I wonder if Ginny has had hers yet…maybe she doesn't know she should get one." Luna pointed a finger at Harry. "Maybe we shouldn't tell her! Wouldn't that be a laugh?" Luna giggled.
"Yeah, sure!" Harry made a further note to send an OWL to Hermione, she would know what this was all about.
"Harry, I'm so pleased. You really do care for us."
Harry frowned. "Of course I do Luna, you're the most important woman in my life."
"Good. That's just how it should be. I feel like you are the most important man in my life."
They finished their breakfast over small talk and laid the dishes down carefully in the basin, pausing only to exchange a kiss and playful gropes.
"Come on Harry, time to get going, Daddy's associate will want to be seeing you as soon as possible, it's best not to let them fester." Luna reached into the broom closet and withdrew her Nimbus 2000, and carefully handed Harry his shining new Firebolt.
Harry and Luna closed the door to Luna's place and fastened their traveling cloaks around their necks, and with a quick push off, they took to the skies. Luna's hair was blowing in the wind and Harry's ruffled black hair was unaffected by the winds as they traveled at top speeds. London passed them by under them, and the sun beat down upon them, trumped only by the cool winds- creating a perfectly comfortable atmosphere. The busy city below them eventually gave way to greener fields of crops and eventually to forests that were so common to Luna's old home.
Harry was able to recognize how close they were once he passed over the burrow, a familiar sense of longing filled him to visit the Weasley's, it had been a long time since he had chatted with all of them- he wondered how his relationship would be with them now? It was after all Ginny's fault that they divorced. Harry bit his lip. Since he failed with his relationship with Ginny, would he also fail with his and Luna's? He desperately wished that it not be so, and vowed to try his best to maintain a good relationship with one of his favorite family's. Over the horizon came a black tower. The brick's and their unusual outlay created an almost claw like look, and each of its' fingers pointed skyward.
"That'll be the new place Daddy made!" Luna shouted, as she arced her broom to the west and started to go in for a landing.
Harry nodded and was filled with bittersweet memories of the original tower's downfall, Wrackspurt horn indeed. Harry laughed, before the memories of the Death Eater's came back to him. They had taken Luna away from safety, and he felt a fury wash over him. He could have lost her then, and it would have been all his fault. Damn the war. He cursed as he came to land next to Luna in the fresh green grass that bore no signs of rubble.
Luna knocked on the door, and tossed her hair from side to side, slapping Harry playfully with her strands.
"Luna, stop that." Harry grabbed her around the waist and laid a kiss on her cheek, as one Xenophilius Lovegood opened his door to them.
His face was as wild and uncontrolled as his whimsically white hair. It really was quite a frightening sight, Harry thought, as his lips seemed frozen to Luna's cheek. Xenophilius' right eye twitched compulsively and his arms stretched out in what could be considered an inviting hug; but it could also have been confused with a death grip hold for any man wanting to hurt Luna. Harry would have to remember to make his intentions quite plain.
"Turnip!" Xenophilius sang joyfully, embracing his daughter with both arms and laying kisses on her forehead. "How good it is to see you again!" He whispered in her ear. "I can see what you meant in your letter, it is definitely best to administer the test as quickly as possible, he bears many signs!" Xenophilius said as he broke the embrace and extended a dragon hide covered gloved hand to Harry, who reached out and made contact.
"A pleasure as always sir." Harry said, long ago forgiving the man of his treacherous ways during the war.
"Yes. Yes, you should both come inside quickly, no need to invite the Dampshires in with us." Xenophilius said enigmatically, as he ushered them both into the twisted towers.
He poured them out some tea and sat down across from the two and popped his knuckles a little too happily. "Now then, Harry. It is my understanding that you want to go through the procedures for eradicating the presence of Welsh Worrywhims, is that so?" Xenophilius had a greedy smile on his face that did nothing to ease the qualms Harry was experiencing. He gripped onto Luna's hand and squeezed it anxiously.
Harry managed to nod, and Xenophilius' grin increased in width, giving him the appearance of a circus clown. "Fantastic my boy. Let us not dilly dally with the technicalities, we should do this at once- best not to let them get too comfortable. Isn't that right Luna?"
She squeezed Harry's hand and nodded gleefully. "Better safe than sorry."
The Lovegood's rose from their seats and Harry had never experienced such a dreadful feeling in his stomach, at least not in nineteen years. Just what had he gotten himself into so wholeheartedly?
AN: Reviews appreciated, once again I'm looking for errors on my dialogue structure. Thank you!!