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Chapter XL : A Simply Purple Reception

The reception hall was decorated in bright colors, and music floated through the air as gracefully as professional Quidditch players. Luna held tightly onto the hand of her husband, and marveled at the thought that she had a husband so wonderful as Harry. There were flashes of light, brightest yellow and white, as photographers set off to make their rounds. There were calls of delight and welcome, whistles from friends and clap's resounded off the reception hall walls.

Luna was dazzled by the beauty of not only the room, but of her friends. She saw Neville and Hannah arm in arm, still very much in love as evident by their beaming smiles and intertwined hands. Their silver bands radiated with light, and Luna beamed at them.

Harry guided her to the center of the room, wheref their table was situated, two glasses of champagne bubbling at the center of the table. Luna allowed Harry to help her into her seat and she was mesmerized by the realization that she wanted nothing more than this forevermore. Her friends were here, her family was whole, and love was all around her.

Luna was eating and exchanging furtive glances with Harry when she realized that another friend had stopped by their table to say hello, true, they had received many guests at their table this evening. Luna looked up to see Hermione, wearing a reserved hairstyle, and a non-revealing dress. Ron had his hand wrapped around his wife's, and he nodded to Harry and Luna appreciatively. "Hello, Mr. & Mrs. Potter." Ron patted Harry from across the table, the cuffs on his robes made contact with the gravy on Harry's beef strips and it trailed across the tablecloth. "Oh, damn." Ron looked at Luna with an apologetic look.

"It's fine, Ron." Harry said, taking his wand out and cleaning his table and then Ron's robes.

Ron and Harry exchanged conversation for a few moments, during which time Hermione was able to slip away from Ron's hand. "Hello, Luna."

"Hello, Mrs. Weasley." Luna looked at Hermione carefully, examining her face for traces of she did not know what. But Hermione appeared to be different somehow, more somber.

"I want to wish you a happy marriage, Luna." Hermione pursed her lips, and it looked like Hermione was in pain. "Of course, you'll have nothing but happiness." she simpered, and then blinked rapidly. "You've got it all right, don't you?"

"I'm not sure what you mean. Are you trying to apologize to me for something?"f

Hermione took her time answering, though it looked like Ron & Harry had said all they could at the moment. "I don't want to spoil your evening, I won't bring up my inadequacies. Just know that, I am grateful to you." Hermione patted Luna's arm and walked away with Ron.

Now that was odd. Luna thought, and she went back to eating.

A clinking sound signaled everyone's attention, it should have been time for the speeches by the best man and maid of honor. Instead of these two however, it was Xenophilius standing. His bold yellow robes demanding everyone's attention, and Luna noticed that he was wearing his favorite necklace again. The Hallows necklace does set off the outfit.

"Everyone, I would like to say a few words, nothing too fantastical as I'm sure you're all well on your way to your second and third glasses of champagne." He seemed to be expecting laughter, so Luna giggled, and Harry chuckled. Their laughter spread, and just as quickly as it started, it ceased. "Everyone, I want to say that today, I am a happy man. I see my Luna as happy as I could have ever hoped for her to be. Beside her, I see a fine man, who; despite my eccentric nature, loves my daughter." Xenophilius paused, and took a glass of champagne from a nearby table, Luna chuckled; the champagne would not be missed by Teddy, who was too enamored with Victoire. "I am very happy you have all come tonight to wish them well. Luna, Harry, through the coming years, may your lives be filled with every happiness, and in your times of darkness, look to the love standing beside you. Let us rejoice for the happy union that love has formed!" Xenophilius joined in the resounding applause as every head turned to face the Potters.

Luna felt a tap on her shoulder, she turned in her seat to see James looking jovial. "Mum," he said with little difficulty, as if the words had been in him all along. "Albus told me to tell you that Rose told him that Arthur was told by Lily that it was time to cut the cake."

"Oh. Alright." Luna stood up and walked Harry to the decadent three tiered cake that awaited them at the end of the buffet. A revolving heart was the sole ornament on top of the box shaped cake, and each layer varied, chocolate for the bottom, vanilla for the center, and a combination on top. Luna was rather caught off guard when Harry shoved a piece of cake into her face. She took out her wand and shook it his way. "Rictusempra!" She bellowed, wiping the icing from her cheeks. "What was that?!"

Harry, in a fit of giggles on the floor, tried to control himself. "It's a Muggle tradition! Honestly love, it's nothing personal!"

Luna glowered at him, and took her piece of cake and looked to the crowd. "Mothers, Fathers, hide your childrens eyes, and you three," she motioned to James, Albus & Lily, "cover your eyes." She took the cake in her hands and shoved it down the backside of Harry's tuxedo, where it crumbled down his pants.

That was when the party officially started. There was much toasting, and cake eating. Everyone was commenting on Luna's display of affection towards Harry, Kingsley called it a good show. As Luna and Harry returned to their table, they were greeted by an unexpected face.

"Grillshenk?" Luna heard the surprise in her voice, Grillshenk smiled bemusedly.

"Hello, Luna! Hello Harry!" He drew them both in for a hug and Luna noticed he was wearing a strange cologne, it smelled of Cornish Pixies.

"Grillshenk, have you been chasing Pixies again?" Luna wondered, having thought he had given up the sport.

"I have! And what's more, I have news to tell you!"

"Erm…ok." Harry said.

Luna disregarded his apparent disinterest. "What is it?"

"The Worrywhims!" Grillshenk looked at Harry knowingly. "Do you still have them?"

Harry laughed, and his eyes were distant. "They never leave my room."

"Good! You know how valuable they are." Grillshenk looked like he was speaking strictly to Luna now. "Luna, while I was searching for a new batch of Pixies, I spotted one."

"Sorry, Grillshenk, you've spotted a what?"

"Do tell." Harry chimed in.

"I have spotted…and have reason to believe…oh you'll simply keel over." His horribly shaven face broke into a rigid smile, threatening to break into laughter at the slightest inclination.

Luna felt her interest peak. "What! Tell me!"

"A Crumple-Horned Snorkack!" He paused for dramatic effect, and Luna busted into squeals of delight.

"How? Where did you look? Oh my goodness, does Daddy know? He'll be simply purple."

"My dear, they're off the Cliffs of Dover. But, wait!" He held a finger to Luna's lips, which threatened to spew words once more. "I know, what you're thinking. We've looked there! But I know the secret." he looked like a little boy who had been caught sneaking the entire cookie jar into his bedroom. "They desire Welsh Worrywhims! They are helpful to the Snorkacks during mating seasons! It's like a Pheromone!"

"Oh…wow." Harry was sounding more and more worried.

"Oh shut up, Harry, I know you'll simply love them. But you need our Worrywhims don't you Grillshenk? That's why you've come?"

"You clever girl it is! I need the best kind of Worrywhims and I must say, you Mr. Potter, have the finest specimens I believe I've ever witnessed! I'll need to get yours, they used up all of mine...dreadful thing, really..."

"It's our wedding reception…right now isn't the best time…"

"Oh but of course, enjoy your evening the two of you! What's more…enjoy your wedding night! I could tell you of mine, but it hardly seems appropriate!" He laughed, more like a bark than anything. "Just know that I'll call on you shortly, we must hunt them!" With that Grillshenk traipsed off into the throngs of people.

"He seriously wants us to go chasing Snorkacks with him?" Harry looked at Luna, his hands caressing her shoulders.

"Oh, yes. And we'll go. You, me, Grillshenk and Daddy. It will be like the camping trips we used to have. But now, I believe that's Lily signaling us to the dance floor. Look, just over there."

Lily was signaling them, she swayed her hips as she danced with an imaginary partner, hoping to gain their attention.

Luna and Harry took to the floor, and danced to Claire De Lune, their hands intertwined and their bodies moved as one. As they were on the floor Luna remembered how Harry had danced with Parvati at the Yule Ball, and Luna also reminisced on how she had felt a slight pang of jealousy even then. She smiled, for two years later, he had invited her to Slughorns' party. That was when she knew her crush was something more. Now, here she was, dancing with the man of her dreams.

As soon as they had returned to their seats, Teddy & Lily called attention to themselves via Teddy's champagne glass. "Everyone, we wish to thank you for your continued support of interruptions such as ours." Teddy spoke cheerfully.

"But it's time to throw the bouquet!" Lily interrupted.

"Speaking of interruptions," Teddy looked at Lily, "She's right!" He clapped his hands and Luna knew she had to get up, to leave Harry for the time being. "If all the single ladies will assemble in the center of the dance floor, that's right," he motioned all of the standing women to just under a large light. "Luna, will toss her bouquet, and as luck will have it, the lucky person to catch it will be next to marry!"

Luna was handed her bouquet by Lily, who rushed off to the dance floor, her face red with excitement. Luna faced away from the crowds and with all her well wishes, she tossed the bouquet behind her into the mass of eager women. Luna turned just in time to see it get caught by Victoire Weasley, and Luna turned to see the expression of one Teddy Lupin. He was as guilty looking as Grillshenk.

The din died down once the bouquet had been caught, and this time Lily called everyone's attention. "Now we have to throw the garter. Daddy, be sure to throw it far!" Lily nodded and Harry got up.

Luna took a seat that was provided to her by Bill Weasley, and she waited for Harry to hike his hopefully warm hands up her thigh. He knelt in front of her and he carefully stuck his head under her dress, not bothering to use his hands. His teeth found her garter a little too quickly, so he licked her leg instead. Luna cursed under her breath, teasing like that would get him into trouble. Finally, he emerged with the garter in his mouth like a dog with a bone. He stood up, grinned devilishly and Luna watched it fly back, back, and further still. It looked like it was going to be caught by Grillshenk, but Luna did a double take as Teddy leaped over the other gentlemen and caught the garter as he came crashing down to the floor.

Sheepish grins were exchanged by Luna and Teddy, while Harry just went on about how he'll really be part of the family soon. The evening had sped by all too quickly, and before Luna knew it, it was time to go to the bedroom. The thought was all consuming, and it was only half heartedly that she said goodbye to her friends. Her thoughts were elsewhere. She snickered about the secret spell she had developed over the last few weeks. Harry was in for a hell of a night, and he wasn't even aware of it.

Luna kissed Harry as they disapparated into nothingness, Luna guiding Harry to their honeymoon destination.

Hello everyone, hope you're all staying warm- if not, I hope my fluff can heat up your hearts. Reviews are loved, also, be sure to vote for your favorite names for Luna & Harry's child.

Lysandra and Leighton are top for the females,

Gabriel is doing pretty well for the gents.

Here are the names again:

Girls- Leighton, Lysandra, Joelle or Juno?

Boys- Darcy, Gabriel, Colin or Padraig?

Secondary disclaimer: I do not own Claire De Lune, it was written by Claude Debussy.

Sorry for the re-post, had problems with the first. Keep yourselves reading! Votes count as of 1:30 EST 12/9/08 :

Leighton, - 5
Lysandra 5

Colin - 3
Padraig -1
Gabriel - 3

Love, Towermage