Luna Lovegood took the small stage, which was actually a table with a pretty table cloth, made larger with magic, Luna Lovegood stood confidently on stage and said, "I have written a poem for Draco Malfoy!"

Draco, in the audience, gasped quietly.

Luna cleared her throat, and looked down at the poem in her hands. Then she looked directly at Draco and smiled nervously.

Hermione, also in the audience along with Draco and Harry, also gasped as she watched them make eye contact.

"Dear Draco Malfoy in the leather pants," Luna said. "I am so sorry I was mean to you, honey!"

Draco blinked.

"Draco Malfoy!" Luna said, emphatically. "I miss you, sir!"

Draco's jaw literally dropped.

"I was trying so hard to be nice to you!" Luna continued, she stared down at her paper, unable to hold the eye contact. "But you were too easily embarassed by your mean Slytherin friends!"

Draco closed his eyes, grinning.

"Draco!" Luna said. "I thought you would LIKE to wear my lion hat!"

"I did like the lion hat!" Draco screamed. "But Theo said only Gryfindorks like lions, so we aren't allowed to like lions!"

"I KNOW," Luna shrieked. "I HEARD HIM TELL YOU THAT, Draco!"

"I'm so sorry!" Draco said. "Please make me a new lion hat!"

"Draco, honey!" Luna said, holding her arms open wide. "I'll make a lion hat AND a dragon hat just for you, baby!"

Draco spontanously stood up from his chair in the audience. Harry and Hermione politely clapped, while staring daggers at him. Luna smiled nervously and lifted her chin, making eye contact once again.

"LUNA LOVEGOOD," Draco shouted. "I'm sorry I didn't take you with me to the Yule Ball!"

"Forgiven!" Luna shrieked. "Pansy Parkinson is a better dancer!"

"SHE IS," Draco screamed. "She knows all the pureblood dances!"

"I know!" Luna sang. "My father neglected the dance lessons in my education at home!"

"Oh my god," Draco said. "Luna, I'm a REALLY GOOD dance instructor!"

"I know!" Luna said, bouncing up and down. "Harry said you showed him how to fox trot!"

"Fox trot is a muggle dance!" Hermione shouted, unhelpfully. No one shushed her.

"Fun facts are fun!" Harry shouted, because he wanted to participate. No one shushed him.

"OH MY GOD," Draco said. "You guys!"

"Yes?" Hermione and Luna said. Harry missed his que, but he nodded, belatedly.

"WE HAVE TO GET MARRIED," Draco shouted.

"What?" Hermione said. "But I'm supposed to marry Ron!"

"You can still marry Ron!" Harry said cheerfully. "I'm still gonna marry Ginny!"

"Oh my god," Luna said. "I call dibs on marrying Draco!"

"I FINALLY FOUND A WIFE I CAN TOLERATE!" Draco screamed at the ceiling.

"Wait!" Luna said. "You have to have sex with your wife!"

"Good!" Draco said. "You're the sexiest wife a man could ask for, Luna!"

Luna gasped. "I am?"

Harry clapped. "You are!" He gave her a thumbs up and a wolfish grin.

Draco gasped. "My wing man approved my marriage!"

"Oh my god!" Luna said. Then, she primly stepped down from the table and knelt at Draco's feet.

Draco gasped.

Luna reached into her pocket and produced a silver promise ring.

"What the fuck!" Draco said.

Luna cleared her throat and said, "Um, I promise to marry you as long as you let me be the husband and you get to be the wife."

"Fuuuuuuuuuuck," Draco said. "I have never been so turned on in my life."

"Ditto," Harry said.

"Oh my," Hermione said. "Should we leave them alone?"

"Nah," Luna said. "We love an audience."

"They're like those Only Fans people," Harry said, grinning at them. "Um, they are actors and they like a live audience."

"Oh my goodness," Hermione said. "I love to be in the audience!"

"The audience," Draco said, carefully. "Has been given permission from Ron to do whatever the audience wants."

Hermione gasped.

Harry grinned.

"The... narrator," Draco said, hesitantly. "Requests that Hermione gives Harry a kiss... um... on the lips... or... um, I dare you!"

Harry gasped.

Luna clapped.

"We've been dared to kiss, Harry!" Hermione said, gleefully.

"Oh man," Harry said. "I love it when he dares me to do stuff, but this one was for you, Hermione."

"Oh my." Hermione faned herself. "Um, permisson to do so... um... later?"

"Granted!" Draco sang.

"You're so gracious!" Luna said. "Draco, you're a little prince!"

"Ugh," Draco said. "No, I got too tall to be The Happy Prince."

"Dude," Harry said. "The Happy Prince is a statue."

Draco blinked.

Harry tilted his head at him. "Um... statues are supposed to be 6' 1'?"

Draco squinted at Harry. Then he whispered, "Potter."

Harry smiled at him.

Draco stared at him. He looked at Harry's lips.

Harry grinned and said, "I dare you."

"Fuck," Draco said.

Then they kissed.

And Hermione and Luna giggled and clapped.