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Chapter One: Night

Luna smiled in delight when she saw who was behind the front door. Luna cooed, "Hello, pretty kitty, do you want to come in for some milk?" The bony tabby cat cautiously looked at Luna and smiled sadly at her, but the cat didn't come in. "Come on in kitty, Hermione won't mind if you come in for some dinner," Luna said softly but impatiently. These days it was not safe to be outside long because of the Death Eaters that were running amok. People weren't safer inside their homes but it had made people feel like they had some control over what would most likely happen to them.

The tabby cat walked in and headed towards the living room. Luna soon followed the cat with a plate of hot, buttered slices of homemade bread and a cup of milk. Professor McGonagall was sitting on the brown leather couch that Hermione had transfigured when they arrived in their new home. "Hello, Professor McGonagall," said Luna with a small smile at the Professor that looked like she had traveled to the gates of hell and back. "Britain is not doing so well is it," Luna asked Professor McGonagall quietly. She wondered how her Dad was doing. Was he still alive? Luna had seen him a month ago, and had not heard from him since Hermione and she had escaped to America.

Luna and Hermione had decided to become roommates after Ginny and Ron's death. At that time America was safer than Great Britain so they had decided to move to America. When Hermione's parents had died their desire to move to America became stronger but there was a problem. Luna's Dad was refusing to move to America. He had told Luna, "It would be cowardly for me move to America while I am still able to run The Quibbler." "What does that make me then? A coward since I help you run The Quibbler," Luna had asked him angrily.

"No, no. That is not what I mean!"

"Well, what does that make me if it would be cowardice for you to move to America? Listen Dad, you will not be a coward because you moved to America. It is safer in America! This move is just a retreat, Dad. Most of the Order is dead! Most of Dumbledore's Army is dead! You'd be staying in Great Britain to die!"

He still refused to move to America, but this time it was because there was a greater population of Nargles in America. Luna had been tempted to stupefy him and shrink him to a size where he'd fit in her bag. She never did that because he went shopping when she had begun packing what she would need. It would do no good if Hermione and she looked like they were leaving the country permanently.

"Luna," whispered Professor McGonagall, "Your Dad is dead. I visited his house a week after his unfortunate death. His body was still there, they just left him there as if they were on a raid. Death Eaters had killed him, and destroyed the publishing press beyond repair." Luna wanted to cry. "I told him to move to America with me and Hermione. I told him to!" Luna sobbed out. Professor McGonagall gave Luna a hug. "I know it hurts to have him gone, dear. He was a great man. He never was against writing the truth," Professor McGonagall said as she tried to comfort Luna.

"Did he suffer much," Luna asked McGonagall. "Don't ask me that," McGonagall told her. "The Death Eaters have been torturing every "traitor" they could catch." More tears escaped from Luna's eyes as she thought about her Dad. He was dead. He couldn't be dead, he was Dad! Dad was always going to die of old age. "When is Hermione going to be home," McGonagall asked Luna. "Any minute now," sniffed Luna, "She went shopping at Target. She said that she would be back in a hour. Lately, we always tell each other that in case something went wrong while we've been out. Death Eaters have been seen by the American wizarding world and it is better to be cautious than dead."

"I agree. Being cautious is good for one's health."

"Professor McGonagall, how is Dean? When I left he was still alive," asked Luna quietly. "He is a traitor. He turned in the remaining members of Dumbledore's Army a few months after you and Hermione left for America. He is a Death Eater now. You and Hermione only escaped because he did not know where you girls went," said Professor McGonagall angrily. Luna and Professor McGonagall heard a key in the door knob. Professor McGonagall slightly jumped. "It is just Hermione," Luna said in concern.

Hermione walked in chattering. "Hey Luna! I got some more flour and sugar like you wanted. I also met an old friend of ours that wanted to talk to us about...,"Hermione stopped talking when she saw Luna sitting next to Professor McGonagall. Luna's beating heart stopped dead when she saw a duplicate of Professor McGonagall walk into their house after Hermione came in through the front door. Luna jumped from the wooden rocking chair that was next to her Professor McGonagall, and then remembered that no one could duplicate an animagus that did not belong to them.

"Hermione, that is not Professor McGonagall," Luna yelled as she pointed at the Professor McGonagall that was behind Hermione. Hermione dropped the grocery bags that she was holding, expertly stunned the woman behind her and closed the front door quickly. "Why didn't I ask her a question about anything? I should not have taken her at face value. I am so sorry Luna," Hermione said apologetically. Hermione shoved the women into the closet be the front door and locked it.

"What was it that Mad Eye Moody always told everyone, "Be prepared? Remain on Guard? Moody would be so angry at me right now. He'd give me a big scolding then he would yell at me….his motto. What was his motto," Hermione said softly to herself as she picked up the grocery bags and before she went to the kitchen Hermione saw the plate of buttered sliced homemade bread and said hi to Professor McGonagall, who was giving Hermione a disapproving look.

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