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Chapter XXXV: I'm Yours

The air was ripe with romance all throughout the Potter Estate lands. The willows themselves seemed to be singing sonnets to the highest heavens, and the ivy that crept up the terraces seemed to whisper freshest love songs. The reflection of the moon careened across the lake outside, it's figure refusing to hold still, much like Harry Potter as he adjusted his dress robes for the seventh time that evening. He applied a generous helping of Witch Wooing Cologne, courtesy of Neville Longbottom last Christmas. Harry looked into the mirror and realized his collar was out of place, and he ended up fixing it and then reapplying the cologne, which overpowered him. He was all of a dither. At last, with wand and ring in his pocket, he set out to the patio to meet Luna. He bounded down the steps, not having been this excited since Quidditch at school. Should that seem wrong? He thought about it. He had felt excited for his and Ginny's wedding. Or had I? He was seriously considering it now, maybe he was not all that excited. Everyone else had been so ecstatic or boastful about their engagement. Perhaps, Harry considered, their enthusiasm had been contagious. He stopped where he stood. "Wow, I was a real idiot. Marrying someone because everyone told me that I should." He shook off the idea, knowing this time that he was meant for the enchanting witch downstairs.

He hadn't gotten more than five steps when another thought struck him. Enchanting witch… He thought to Merope Gaunt, and the enchantments she had likely laid on Tom Riddle Sr., No. He reassured himself. Luna hadn't spellbound him, with real magic anyway. He resumed his joyful bounds down the steps and nearly tripped over a happy looking Knoby. "Sorry Knobby!" Harry called back to the elf, who had risen to his feet again, having to duck as Harry leapt past him.

Harry reached the double glass doors that led to the patio and his heart caught in his throat. There she stood, Luna in all her celestial beauty.

Her robes were sterling blue, sparkles accentuated the outfit throughout. Her hair was put up, twisted and pinned up like a beauty queen, though there was an olive colored ornament atop her head. A shawl was wrapped around her shoulders and clasping the shawl together was a heart shaped locket, the letter L emblazoned upon it in opals.

Harry stepped out onto the patio in what he hoped to be considered a manly gait, shoulders reared back and chin held high.

She turned at the sound of his arrival, and had a quizzical look on her face as she assessed him, eyes dropping to the floor and rising up with the steadiness Harry had demonstrated when circling Voldemort.

"Hello, Harry Potter." Luna walked softly towards him.

"Luna Lovegood." Harry admired her, memories rushing through him. He clasped his hands around hers, and peered into her eyes, those beautiful grey eyes speckled tonight with gold. "Luna. Over these last few months, your companionship has shaped me into someone I didn't realize I was capable of being. You've overcome hardships, and you've come to my children, and they are very fond of you." Harry licked his lower lip, smiling in the moonlight. "I think my house elf is in love with you, oddly." Luna simpered, eyes fixed on his. "And you've captivated my heart, Luna Lovegood. I don't think we should go one day further without our love blossoming." And as he leaned into her for a kiss, he whispered. "Life is for the alive." Their lips met, and Harry pulled her in close with one hand, whilst the other dug into his pocket and closed around the heart shaped box.

From within he dexterously pulled out a silver band with an emerald set in the center. He opened his eyes infinitesimally and held it between his thumb and forefinger. Harry dropped to one knee, and laid a kiss on Luna's stomach.

"And if we are to have a child, I wouldn't want it growing up in this world without the two of us married. Nothing can be more important than love, and every child needs to witness it growing up. I am proud to be the father of your child." Harry heard what sounded like Knoby's voice from a window above, "baby daddy!" yet Harry disregarded it. The elves' eccentric nature was beyond his caring tonight. "Luna," he brought the ring up to the light and her face was washed in a rush of tears. "Will you marry me?"

Her lips broke into a smile, and her eyes looked to the ring. "Marry you. Grow old with you. Fuck your brains out…" Luna laughed. "I'm yours." and she extended her finger and allowed him to slip the ring on, it was a perfect fit.

AN : Guess who loves all the favorites he got off his last chapter. I do!!!! Thanks so much to everyone for checking in on things. Aelkat and all the others. Fibinaci, I hope your blood sugar has stabilized, I find that apple juice is a great booster!

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