AN: If you notice anything that I say in one chapter and then change in the next, please tell me and I'll correct it. :) Did I ever mention that A) I don't edit my writing B) I don't have a beta and C) I NEVER reread my writing until I'm absolutely finished? _

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.

"This is my husband, Andrew," Elizabeth said, introducing me to the person next to her. She gave him a loving smile.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Harry," he added.

"Likewise," I replied. I turned to Draco. "Don't we have planning to do?" I asked him quietly. Draco chuckled.

"Harry, my grandparents have planned two coronations already." My eyes widened, and I turned to Elizabeth and Andrew.

"You did?" I asked in surprise.

"We planned two," Elizabeth responded sadly.

"Wait. What do you mean planned?"

"One of the coronations never happened," Andrew answered. Elizabeth looked distraught all of a sudden.

"Your father's," Draco said quietly to me, and I suddenly understood.

"When was it supposed to be?" I asked him.

"The first of November. James thought that a fall coronation would be nice with the colors of the kingdom at the time." I felt tears nearly come to my eyes, but pushed it back down. Why did all of the people that I loved have to die? It wasn't fair.

"Life isn't fair, Harry Potter," a dreamy voice said from behind me. I whipped around, only to see the person I least expected to be anywhere near me in the summer.

Luna Lovegood.

"Luna?" I questioned in surprise. She smiled at me. Her eyes looked glassy like they always did, as if they were seeing through you instead of actually seeing you.

"Hello, Harry," she said as she walked over to us.

"Luna," Draco said evenly with a nod of his head.

"Nice to see you, Draco!" she chirped happily. "You are in need of my creative decisions, are you not?" While I stood there confused, Draco just nodded, as if this happened every single day.

"It does, Harry," Luna said to me.

"Excuse me?"

"Luna's family has a history of mind-reading powers," Draco explained with a laughed. "It freaked me out the first time I met her, too."

"Well that explains so much," I replied.

"Luna is currently in training to be an event planner. My grandparents are training her," Draco continued. He leaned in closer to me and began to speak quietly. "Then again, she's already tried healing, secretary work, and joining the army, among other professions. She just can't decide." I was certain that Draco must have thought the words because Luna face took on a slight smirk, but she had the manners not to mention it.

"Luna, dear, we'll need to plan the coronation for young Harry here," Elizabeth said to Luna. Luna nodded happily. Elizabeth turned to me. "You'll have to go with Andrew and work on the guest list. Any of your friends are welcome to come, and your family, if you so wish."

"I doubt my family would come," I muttered. Elizabeth put a comforting arm on my shoulder.

"Family doesn't necessarily have to be related by blood," she said, giving me a comforting smile. Her eyes widened.

"Is something that matter?" I asked, curious as to what could have shocked her so much.

"No, nothing, dear. Luna and I will take care of it." I wondered what "it" was, but decided not to ask. Draco would have to explain that to me later.

"Why don't we go to the library, Harry, and we can work on the guest list," Andrew suggested. I nodded in response and allowed him to lead me through the vast hallways of the palace. The hallways were decorated with elaborate portraits of animals and people. Every single being in the portraits was moving. As I passed, I heard them mutter.

"Draco's back?" a small girl said to what looked to be her mother in a portrait. "Who has he brought this time?" a regal looking man said a few portraits down. Comments such as these continued all throughout the hallways.

Finally, Andrew stopped and opened a door. Inside, the walls were covered in books. A staircase to the left led in a winding spiral up to the next floor. In the middle of that floor was a grand staircase leading another three floors up. All of these floors were filled with bookshelves. However, as large as the library was, it was nearly deserted except for a five people two floors up. They had carts full of books that they were shelving in their proper sections.

"Welcome to the library," Andrew said as he ushered me into the library. I noticed that Draco had followed us the entire way here.

"Do you ever leave my side?"

"Nope," he responded easily. Andrew once again began to lead us towards a room on the right side. Once we were inside, he closed the door. There was one large rectangular table with twelve high-backed chairs around it. Each seat was covered in brown velvet.

"What's with all the brown?" I muttered to Draco.

"It's been the colors of the palace for thousands of years." He glanced at my face. "However, Grandmother and Luna will be changing that soon, I expect."

"Why would the colors change after such a long time?" I asked.

"I'll explain later," Draco replied. I noticed that Andrew had taken a seat next to the head of the table. Draco went and sat across from him. I was about to sit down next to Draco, but he put a hand on the back of the chair so that I could not pull it out. "You are the future king," he hinted. I understood what he meant and shyly took the seat at the head of the table.

"Harry," Andrew stated, "we need to come up with the guest list for the coronation. Of course, all of the elven nobility is to be invited. Additionally, any of your friends can come. We just need to have a list so we know how many people we're expected to have for the ensuing dinner."

"I suppose I would need to invite the Weasleys," I started, "and Hermione and her parents. Wait, can Muggles come?"

"If you wish to invite them, then they are more than welcome," Andrew responded with a smile. I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh, good. So the Weasleys, Hermione and her parents, and maybe some of the DA?" Draco looked confused.

"The what?" I blushed as I realized that he didn't know exactly what the DA was.

"Sorry. Dumbledore's Army. The group Umbridge tried to stop last year," I explained. Realization dawned in Draco's eyes, but then he looked sad.

"Oh. Right. Sorry about that, by the way. Most Slytherins do not know that I'm elven."

"It's fine. Plus, you ended up helping us in the end." Andrew cleared his throat, and immediately Draco and I turned back to him.

"Back to the topic at hand, if you don't mind?"

"Sorry, sir," I said sheepishly.

"So, about the people you would like to invite, might I suggest some of the other students in your year?"

"I suppose we should invite Dean, Seamus, and Neville," I said. "Maybe Padma and Parvati, too? They've always been nice to me. Plus, I kind of owe them for the Yule Ball incident." Draco chuckled.

"That was a disaster," he said to me. "Blaise will be comingas well," Draco said to Andrew.

"Blaise? Blaise Zabini? Why would he be coming?" I asked him out of curiosity.

"Blaise is an elf. He's the only other one that knows vaguely what's been happening here, even though he has not returned here in about a decade." I was surprised. How many other elves were in Hogwarts?

"Okay then," I said. I decided to just ask Draco about other elves. "Are there any other elves at Hogwarts with us?"

"A couple, although they're spread out over the Houses and years. Let's see. In our year, there's Daphne and Seamus." I couldn't help but laugh.

"Seamus is an elf?"

"Yes, Seamus is an elf. Astoria, Daphne's little sister, is, too. I think that's probably everyone that you would know by name." I nodded in understanding.

"Are there any blood relatives you would like to invite?" Andrew asked me after a minute of absolute silence.

"No," I immediately answered. Draco gave me a sympathetic look. "Is that all?" I asked Andrew.

"I think so," he replied. I stood up, and just like before, Draco followed me. We left the library, and then I realized I didn't even know what I was leaving and trying to head towards.

"Draco, where am I needed right now?"

"Grandmother and Luna might need our help. We should probably go see them next." I nodded and had Draco lead me back to the room we were in before.

"Where are we, exactly?" I asked when we were once again outside of the large wooden doors.

"This would be the main hallway. The room we are about to enter is the event room."

"Where you host events? Isn't that a little, oh, I don't know, small?" Draco smirked at me.

"It's where we plan the events." Draco chuckled. "Our events are normally held in the ballroom, Harry."

"Well excuse me for not knowing the layout of this place," I muttered. Draco rolled his eyes at me and pushed open the doors. Elizabeth and Luna were hard at work. The small table at the side of the room was covered in papers, books, and lists. Neither of the two people looked up when we entered the room.

"Grandmother?" Draco asked, although he looked highly amused at their work. Finally, Elizabeth looked up.

"Draco! Harry! Come here, dears, we need to go over some details." Draco grabbed my arm and pulled me over towards the table. Elizabeth slid a paper with a grid of colors on it so that I would be able to see it. At the top were the basic bland colors with shades of black, gray, cream, and white. The next row had metallic colors, golds, silvers, and bronzes. The last row had colors that I couldn't seem to understand how they were related. There was the exact shade of chocolate brown that I had been seeing all over the palace, a pale aquamarine, and a vibrant emerald green. The other colors, which consisted of a mustard yellow, deep crimson, and royal blue, did not catch my attention as much as the first three.

"We need three colors for the coronation," Luna's cheery voice told me, "one from each row. The last color should be emerald green, though."

"Why are the other colors on there if I can only pick emerald green?"

"They were pretty," she stated, as if there was nothing strange about putting colors on the chart just because they were pretty.

"I suppose the silver is pretty," I said. Elizabeth nodded and checked something off on a scroll of parchment.

"We need one last color from the first row," Elizabeth said.

"Black," I answered. Draco snorted. "What's so funny?"

"They're Slytherin colors. Green, silver, and black."

"The hat wanted to put me in Slytherin."

"Fine, then."

"Well, that solves all of our problems now," Elizabeth said. "We're in the process of changing all of the palace colors over to emerald."

"Why are you changing them?" I asked. "Andrew had mentioned that, too."

"The original color of brown was chosen for the first king's eye color," Elizabeth began. "There has never been a Potter without brown eyes. You would be the first. Emerald green. It's a beautiful color. I am sure it will brighten up this palace considerably."

"Lily must have been beautiful," Luna spoke calmly, as if every single day she spoke about my deceased mother. I was uncomfortable. Draco nodded to them both and led me out of the room.

"Luna, dear," Elizabeth whispered just as we were about to leave the room, "Harry's a very sensitive boy."

"I know. But I was only stating the truth." Even though I was uncomfortable, hearing someone else call Lily beautiful made me content.

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