Chapter 18

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by miimimmi

by miimimmi

Luna POV:

"Good morning, Luna," I hear someone say. I wake up to see a blurry mess in front of me. "It's me, Harry. You know who I am, right?"

"Of course. I didn't lose my memory," I say, smiling at the blob in front of me, "But my vision is blurry."

"Oh, rub your eyes, maybe that'll help."

I do so, and I see Harry in front of me, scarred but not hurt. "You're alive!" I say. Harry laughs.

"Of course I am. I was more worried about you being alive. Oh, and Ginny, of course."

My eyes widen. "Where's Ginny? Is she ok?" I ask frantically.

"Relax, she's not dead. She's next to you," I new voice says as I hear the door open.

"Draco! Hi! Thanks for saving us!" I say happily. Draco waves a hand and kisses Harry on the cheek. "I was looking for you," He says.

Harry looks at him, confused, but says, "Ok, do you need to talk to me?"

"Yeah, come here," He says, walking out the door with Harry, hand in hand. Just then, I hear a groan next to me, and I see the pale, lifeless figure of Ginny. I reach over and kiss her on the cheek, and she opens her eyes groggily.

"Am I alive?" She asks. I laugh.

"Yes, you are. How are you?" I ask, brushing hair off her face.

"I'm so sore," she says, "I'm trying not to move."

"Here, I think I have something for that," I say, looking for my bag. I see it on a table next to me and I grab it. Looking inside, I take a bottle and give it to Ginny. "Here, this should do it. Drink up."

She does so, and after a second she blinks rapidly. "Wow, that worked well. Thanks."

"Any time," I say, grinning. She grins back before her smile fades.

"Well, it's lucky that we're alive," Ginny says with a sigh. We lapse in silence for a little, where I look around the room, and then at Ginny. God, I feel so much more relaxed when I'm with Ginny. In this situation, I would've been more panicked, but I feel unusually calm.

"We have been through a lot together, have we?" I say unexpectedly. Ginny raises her eyebrows.

"Yeah, you're right. Like- since the time we went to the department of mysteries, it's like we can never catch a break!"

"Yeah, and then I had to respond to Harry's DA coin at the end of my fifth year, and then all the madness in our 6th year. Oh! And then we ended up together!" I say happily. I expect Ginny to agree, but a look of concern clouds her expression. "You ok, Ginny?"

"Yeah, I just....what makes you think that we're going to end up together? Sometimes I feel a little scared, because our relationship is so good. You know what happened to Ron and Lavender? They were talking about their relationship as if it would last forever, and look at them now! They won't even talk to each other anymore. I just don't want the same to happen to us. You're a great person, Luna. I don't want you to leave," Ginny says, before turning red. "Sorry, I sound like Lavender already."

We laugh while I take in all what Ginny says. As the laughter dies away, I say, "You really think this will last forever?"

"I don't know....I just don't want it to end!" Ginny exclaims. I take her hand and look at her with a seriousness.

"Ginny, do you know the difference between our relationship and Ron and Lavender's?"

"N-No," Ginny says, startled at my sudden change in my voice.

"Their relationship wasn't genuine. Although they thought they loved each other, Ron was abandoning someone he knew he loved deep inside, Hermione. With that sort of guilt in him, he proceeded to date another girl, knowing how she would feel. And when Ron showed his real self to Lavender, she was heartbroken, because she thought their relationship was genuine, when in reality, it was never like that. Lavender actually liked Ron, he just didn't like her back. And it hurt."

"But us two? Ginny, you have outright broken up with Harry, telling him your real feelings, so that you could be with me. I have turned down Neville, even though it hurt to reject him. We have gone out of our way to turn down everyone else, including people we were considered friends with, so that we could be together. We know what we are doing, Ron and Lavender never did."

"I think that's what makes our relationship so special. We love each other very much, we rejected people for it. We were practically made for each other," I finish.

"You- You really think all of that?" Ginny asks, in a whisper. I nod, and Ginny, at a loss of what to do, kisses me lovingly for a long time. I smile as we break apart, and as if we both could read each other's minds, we both fall asleep, wrapped around each other on Ginny's bed.