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Note: Even though JKR shot down the Neville/Luna thing, I still firmly believe that they're perfect for each other. According to an article, Luna ends up with some naturalist named Rolf, but as I haven't met him, I can't approve that he's right for her. Luna's too cool for a guy named Rolf, in any. Luna and Neville forever!

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"Thanks for all of your help, Luna. I never could have gotten all of these bubotubers by myself. I wonder why Madame Pomfrey wants to harvest them herself, rather than letting some of the younger students do it for her?"

"She probably wants to keep the Nigerian Phenyls from getting them. They worship bubotubers, you know, so Madame Pomfrey is wise to avoid having them see her popping them. We should probably keep our wands out, just in case they attack us on our way back up to the school," Luna replied serenely to Neville, as she pulled out her wand in one fluid motion from behind her ear.

"Uhhh, thanks Luna. I'll let you handle that, then, since my hands are full." Neville cast Luna a sideways glance, who merely replied dreamily, "Fine with me, Neville. Best anyway, for both your hands to be kept busy. Wouldn't want the Garglies to get you."

Refusing to even ask what Garglies were, Neville merely shook his head and walked down the aisle that led out of the greenhouse. He was relieved that this school year was going so much better than the last. Other than the attacks on Ron and Katie Bell, and the growing threat of Voldemort's power, life had been rather quiet at Hogwarts. Compared to the last two years, which had been filled with the Triwizard Tournament and Umbrage, things were positively relaxing. For a brief moment, Neville allowed himself to smile. Even though he missed having the DA meetings, he was still feeling secure in his friendships with Ron, Harry, Ginny, Hermione and….Luna. She was crazy, but she was also very helpful, and lots of fun to be around. It was so strange, really, belonging to a crowd, a real crowd, that liked him for who he was and all that he could be.

Neville stepped to the door, followed closely by Luna. They were blinded for a moment by the sun coming out from behind a cloud, and then started their walk back to the castle. They have reached the top of a hill when Neville stopped dead in his tracks. "What is it, Neville? Garglie got you?" Luna asked, her voice sounding a little concerned for once. Neville didn't reply-he just pointed down the hill where the lake was.

Two figures emerged from the trees, ambling slowly along the path. "Ohhh…." Luna breathed quietly, her silvery eyes open wide. "That's Harry and Ginny, isn't it?"

Nodding, Neville found his heart warming at the sight. It was wonderful to see that two people that he held very dear to his heart cared so obviously for one another. Ginny had been good to him when a lot of people weren't, going with him to the Yule Ball and seeing that nobody teased him. Once, a Slytherin a year below him had cursed Neville's ears so that they were purple, and Ginny had caught him in the act. She had taken out her wand and put such a strong Bat Bogey Hex on the Slytherin that he couldn't see as he run away, screaming. Then she'd patted Neville on the back, fixed his ears, and then walked with him back to the Gryffindor common room, talking about other things. She hadn't made him feel ashamed because he didn't fight the Slytherin off on his own; instead, she just made the point clear that she was his friend and would help him in any way he could.

That meant a lot to Neville Longbottom.

As for Harry, well, he had always been good to Neville, ever since their first year. Even though he hadn't been there to see it, Neville knew that it had been Harry who had jumped on his broom to try and make Malfoy stop from throwing away Neville's Remembrall. It had been Harry who had told him that he was worth more, and was better than just "the fat lump" that Malfoy called him. Just in watching Harry's life, Neville knew that he didn't have to be his father to be a special and strong person. There was a strong connection between the two boys; both had almost saints for parents to live up to, and high expectations, even though Neville's was mostly in the form of his grandmother. Neville's heart still glowed, remembering how on the train, Harry had dismissed those two very pretty girls and had called him, Neville, a friend. Harry trusted him, and wanted Neville to fight with him.

That meant everything to Neville Longbottom.

As for Luna, her eyes gained a new sort of mistiness as she gazed out at the pair that was walking slowly around the lake. Ginny and Harry had both always been good to her; Ginny had fussed at anyone that called Luna "Looney" in their presence, and took the time to be friends with her. Harry had never despised her; why, he had even taken her to Slughorn's party! It had been very kind of him. Yes, they were good friends.

But what was this queer feeling around her heart? The one that made it feel like a pixie had traveled down to her gut and was fluttering around inside her? Then, Luna was hit with a thought that was so clear, she was amazed that she hadn't thought of it before. She really did need to get that headdress, come to think of it.

I want that someday, Luna thought. I want to be loved, to be totally accepted by someone who doesn't mind my idiosyncrasies. Today is Harry and Ginny's day-when will my own come?

Luna felt eyes on her and saw Neville looking at her with a queer expression on his face. She just smiled up at him and said softly, "They're really sweet, aren't they? Just as if they really cared about each other, I should think. Come on, Neville, let's give them some privacy. Cupid's being bothersome enough as it is."

Shifting her load of bubotubers, Luna skipped back toward the castle humming under her breath, while Neville followed close behind, a new softness and longing in his eyes.

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