August 17, 1996, 5:30 a.m.

Harry leaned casually against the Ministry Fountain. He glanced at Luna and Lucius. Lucius was his escort into the Ministry and Luna was his companion. Harry had the Glamour placed on his hair removed and his hair was now in its usual bun. He wore a black dress shirt tucked into khaki pants and his shoes were what Muggles would call 'skater shoes' but were actually just tennis shoes that were two sizes too big. Luna was nestled against him –his arm tight around her waist- and she had her head on his shoulder and she was dozing. She hummed as he stroked her face and the first of the Ministry Traffic began flowing in. Harry kissed Luna's temple, which woke her just as the second most loathsome person Apparated to them. Cornelius Fudge took a wide jump back at the sight and he put his hand to his heart.

"My goodness, Lucius, Harrison, Luna! You frightened me! I see you got the memo that the time of the hearing was moved up to six o'clock, then?" asked Fudge. Harry merely cocked his head to the left. "Where is Dumbledore? I thought-"

"I am here, Cornelius," the cheery voice of Albus Dumbledore rang. Lucius blinked as he took in the eccentric blue of Albus' robes. Cornelius looked about to have a heart attack.

"W-well…" He murmured. "Thi-this way to the-the courtroom we're using… Wait, Mr. Potter… You may only have one person with you…"

Harry stared at Fudge as if he was a moron. "I know that. Lucius offered to be my escort and Lun is my companion." Fudge nodded and the five began walking through the Ministry.

They climbed into the elevator along with some bright pink memos. Fudge gave them a fond smile. Harry was nuzzling Luna's hair. Lucius was glaring at Albus for some reason or other and Albus was smiling at the elevator doors. It was quite the odd group of people. Silently, they all got off at the Department of Mysteries and all but Lucius followed Fudge into the courtroom. Fudge ascertained the trio was settled in the center of the room before going out to converse with Lucius until the rest arrived. Harry blinked and looked around him. He settled in his chair, Luna cuddling up against him. He dozed, keeping himself on edge for warning of when people would begin to arrive.

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Fudge and his right hand woman, Dolores Umbridge, stared down at the cuddling couple in disgust. They were the only two Ministry Staff present currently and were now just waiting for the rest of the Wizengamot. Suddenly, the blond girl came to.

"Harry?" she murmured. The boy whose lap she occupied blinked and peered at her.

"Yes, what is it Love?" he murmured sleepily.

Luna began tracing circles on her love's arm. She sighed and turned her cloudy blue gaze on him. "The Nargles are telling me… Horrible things…" Harry sat up straight and hugged his girlfriend. "They said… Harry and Dragon… Will fulfill their prophecy… Just after Christmas… And many lives will be lost…"

Harry kissed the top of her head and drew soothing circles on her back as she hid her face in the crook of his neck. She hugged his torso tightly. He inhaled her scent. "Lun… I would-"

"You mustn't proceed without me… I want to help you reach your goals, Aer Voli," Luna cooed. She only spoke what little Elvish she knew when she was being honestly, truly, and dammed serious. Harry nodded against her.

"I promise… I love you, Luna… I shan't do anything without you… Even if it means dying… Or living forever. I shan't do either without you, my darling," Harry murmured. With that, he kissed Luna gently before pulling away, kissing the top of her head, and telling her to get some shut eye before the 'Evil Bastards of Anti-Harry-ness' arrived. And yes, those are the words of new and improved Harrison James Silim Riddle Potter; the results of his 'people skill' training with they who shan't be named on paper. Luna giggled and fell into a light sleep.

Albus surveyed Harry. "'Bastards of Anti-Harry-ness'? Really Harry?" he asked. Harry glared at him. He opened his mouth but Albus cut him off. "I can come up with so much better." The feral grin of the Potter boy made its way onto the Potter's face; he accepted the challenge.

"Like?" Fudge and Umbridge summoned some popcorn.

"Mentally Unstable Stealers of Mean-ness."

"Far-gone Anti-Rule Breaking Clean Freaks of Evil-ness," Harry whispered, but it carried to Albus.

Albus blinked. "I concede. That was too good."

Fudge choked on his popcorn, waking Luna up. "He beat Dumb Old Dork!" he exclaimed.

"The Nargles said he would," Luna said before she yawned and stretched, Harry kissing her neck.

Ignoring the other people, Harry muttered, "Did I tell you how beautiful you look today?" This was true. Luna wore a knee length blue dress that sparkled brightly and was a small hoop skirt. She wore blue Mary-Janes and knee high white socks. She wore earrings of Nargles and had on the blue necklace –cough Collar cough- that Harry bought for her with a picture of them dancing foolishly together at the Yule Ball for Harry's fourth year –he'd dropped in for a visit and managed to get there for the Yule Ball.

Luna giggled. "Only every other second on our way here, Harry." Umbridge snorted and the glared Harry gave her was cold enough to scar a Dementor for life.