Soooooooo, did anyone guess who the purple flower represents?

Congratulations to for guessing who tape five is about.

If I owned Harry Potter, Sirius, Dumbledore, Dobby, and Fred would still be alive, and Harry and Luna would've ended up together.

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"Pansy, sweetie, I don't blame you for hating me. Anyone would if they thought I slept with their boyfriend.

"But, tell me, Pansy, why did you support those rumours?

"If you had asked Draco, he would have told you the truth: that it was one kiss, and that he came on to me. Yes, you would have been mad, but, it wouldn't have lasted long. Face it, Pansy: Draco could murder your family and you'd still forgive him. You're just completely devoted to him.

"But you couldn't ask him, could you? Rather than trust that your boyfriend hadn't cheated on you to that degree, you just made assumptions by yourself: that I'd come onto him, and Draco was completely innocent. You failed to see that, just maybe, Draco, who flirted with other girls and even took Millicent Bullstrode to the Christmas Ball during your sixth year, could be cheating on you.

"So you did what any obsessive girlfriend would do if she was in denial that her boyfriend was cheating on her: you ruined my reputation even further.

II

Harry looked around the courtyard at the slightly gloomy faces. All around, people were only slightly aware of Luna's death, though for the most part intrigued with their stupid going ons, but not him. He was learning of all the people who's actions they'd thought had little to no impact on Luna. They were wrong.

II

"It started when I walked into the Great Hall a week after the kiss. I was getting dirty stares all around, and people were glaring and whispering. Finally, Ginny Weasley pulled me aside and told me the truth: that you'd told everyone that, not only had I slept with Draco, but I'd also done it for ten Galleons.

"I'm not ashamed to say that, when I heard that, I laughed. Look, Pansy. People have said I'm a loone and a nut and a psycho. But a prostitute? That was ridiculous, and I was sure that everyone else would think so, too. Anyone who's known me for five minutes knows that I couldn't seduce the world's easiest man.

"As I walked out of the Great Hall that day, I reminded myself to thank you in a week or so. Surely, that rumour would make everyone realize how stupid the entire thing was.

"I was wrong.

"Everyone, excluding a few of my friends from the D.A., believed those rumours. Apparently, everyone had forgotten how crazy and unappealing I was, and how hard to please Draco Malfoy is.

"The rumours got worse. You told everyone that I was on drugs, and that was why my eyes were so big.

"Panys, sweenetie, just because I don't have beady pig eyes like you doesn't mean that I'm on drugs. Just so you know.

"You said that I charged fifteen Galleons for a night in bed. People used to call to me, "Hey, Loony? What corner?"

"So all in all, my reputation might have been fine had it not been for you. And maybe you're glad I'm dead. Whatever. But just know that, next time you hear a rumor about Draco and another girl, it might be that he's cheating on you."

The tape ended. Harry hit the rewind button, hit eject, and put it back in the box. Laying down on the bench, he caught his breath for a moment.

Because...truthfully, he was dreading the next tape. It had already made him despise Hermione, Snape, and Draco. Who would be next? Ron? Neville? Harry himself?

Grimacing, he got up and took the next tape out of the box. This one had a picture of the sign of the Gemini. Harry put the tape in and pressed play.

Few! That's done. Yes, I know it's crappy, but I had written it in my journal, and was typing it, and my wrists were starting to hurt, so I was kind of in a hurry.

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