Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, or anything related to him.

Note: This was written for Fire the Canon's "50 Days of Inspiration" competition using the prompt accusing.

Warnings: n/a

Rating: K+

Characters: Harry/Ginny, Ron/Hermione, Neville, Luna

Word Count: 388

"So, Harry... kissed any Dark Lords lately?" Ron casually asked at the random dinner out the friends had decided to grab to catch up with one another.

Harry choked on his food and glared at his wife.

"Don't give me that look," she warned as she patted his back to make sure his airway was clear.

"Yeah, GinGin didn't say anything. I didn't even know that she know, though I'm surprised she didn't Bat-Bogey your arse for that. James, though, thought it was a good story for his uncle to know."

Harry groaned as he let his head hit the table. Neville just looked confused, and Ron was about to explain the whole story when Luna interrupted. "Oh, is that why you broke up with Ginny after Professor Dumbledore's funeral? I didn't know you fancied Voldemort. It's rather a shame he wasn't capable of love to return your feelings with all the time he spent focused on you. At least you have someone who cares about you now."

Harry's head shot up. "Shh! Luna, don't make accusations like that! You never know when there's a reporter trying to scoop a story on me. Could you imagine if that hit the paper?" He scolded as their four tablemates laughed.

Luna looked thoughtful for a moment. "Yes, I really must let Daddy know so he can print it before someone else finds out. Please excuse me." She rose from the table and was out the door before anyone could do anything than stare and laugh.

"Some supportive friends you are," Harry snarled at them. "If I'm going down , you're going down with me. If I was snogging Voldemort, then you must have been snogging his lieutenants. Bellatrix Lestrange," he pointed at Hermione. "Lucius Malfoy," he pointed at Ron. "Severus Snape," he pointed at Neville and ran out the door after Luna, hoping to catch her before she left Diagon Alley.

The three indicated looked between each other while Ginny continued her snickering. "He's not actually going to do it, is he?" Neville asked nervously.

"I hope not. Oh, stop your crackling," Hermione snapped at Ginny. "Just because he didn't mention it, doesn't mean that I won't dish about your secret love affair with Umbridge if this hits the news." Ginny's horrified face sent the other three back into laughter.