Thank You, Dad

[5]

"Are you stable now, love?" Draco says softly, making sure I was comfortable. I nod, kissing him bashfully on the cheek.
"I don't know how you're standing up, Y/N."
"Yeah, that was on nasty wound, Dromeda'."
Dromeda'.

"It hurts like hell, Harry." I force a smile to the boy with circle-rim glasses.
Noticing tension, Hermione gingerly grabs Luna and I's wrists, pulling us towards the door.
"Girls walk, boys sit still. No gross males allowed." She calls teasingly, kicking the heavy door closed with her right boot.

Mione' loops her arm with mine to keep me steady, as Luna trails absentmindedly behind us.
We talk about the future, how we could help rebuild Hogwarts, and how we planned on keeping up with the busy life of a working witch.

-

All of a sudden, a wispy voice calls to my attention:

"What are you thinking about that's troubling you, Y/N?" Luna asks.
I turn back to look at her, and she's staring right at me with her Spectrespecs on, curiosity evident in the tilt of her head.
"Nothing, love, I'm just fine." A tight smile forms on my lips.
"The wrackspurts show differently."

Hermione now watches me carefully, now wanting an answer for herself as well.
"Um, well.. I guess they're clouding my head right now because I haven't been able to get the thought of my dad out of my brain." I chuckle nervously, barely glancing at the two girls walking with me.

They stop walking, and Hermione yanks me back to a halt.
"Y/N, there's been so much craziness going on, I'm so sorry I haven't consoled you yet." She immediately pulls me into a tight hug, wrapping her arms around my shoulders in a warm embrace. She rubs my back as I slowly put my arms around her waist.

"Mione', I want to show Y/N something." Luna interrupts our moment.
"Alright, then show her."
"I need to take her to a dark room, and we need to be alone." The quiet blonde hesitates, shifting from one foot to the other.
"Well that's not creepy at all." I chuckle.

-

"Promise me you'll come get me if you fall or hurt yourself-"
"Hermione, I'm fine."

We found the potions classroom, now standing in the clear area surrounded by desks and tables topped with bottles filled with all sorts of things.
Hermione had leaned me against one of the said desks, watching me like a hawk incase my leg went haywire.

"Alright, alright.. I'm leaving now. Y/N, behave. Luna.. just try to act normal." The curly headed girl chuckles as she closes the heavy brown door softly.
Once Luna hears the *click* of the latch, she takes off her Spectrespecs, opening her satchel to find something.
She finally pulls out her wand, taking off her satchel and placing it, and the glasses, on a nearby desk.

"Give me your hand, Y/N."
I give her a puzzled look, "For what?"
She stares at me incredulously, almost in disbelief.
"Do you trust me?"
"What kind of question is tha-"
"Answer the question: do you trust me?" She stiffens, waiting for my answer.

I hobble forward with a grunt, taking her hand in mine, squeezing it.
"Of course I do, Luna."
She smiles her quirky grin, breathing out a sigh of relief.
"Good. Familiar Revelio."

Out of nowhere, a blue-ish grey mist surrounds us in a gush of wind, blurring out the background of the classroom.
Suddenly, faded color arrived in the mist, forming people.
Life-like people.
And now, the foggy people surrounded us, like we were center stage.

"W-Who are they, Luna?"
"My family." She smiles.
I stare at her with a shocked expression, waiting for her explanation.
"This spell allows you to see your family, past and future."
I gawk, spinning in an awkward circle, looking at all of the people around us.

Luna's dad and mom stood in front of her, smiling kindly at their daughter. Xenophilius and Pandora looked very, very proud.
To the right and left of them stood platinum haired people, all looking very odd.

Then, as I continued turning, red hair popped through the crowd.
Wait, red?
Behind Luna stood a very handsome man with fiery-curly locks. He stood about 6'2, with kind turquoise eyes and freckles galore.
Next to the man, stood two children: two identical boys, both staring admirably at Luna.

"I expect those to be my future children, and my future husband." Her voice chimed in, with, what sounded like, a hint of disappointment?
Maybe because the man standing before her was most definitely not Neville Longbottom.

I continued turning, an awkward lopsided smile catching my eye. His lips were full, yet tight with an uneasy grin.
There stood a man, standing at about 6'1, his curly orange hair almost covering one of his eyes, the sides cut down shorter. I could see where the other man got his freckles from, because this man had Galileo's astronomy painted on his chiseled cheeks.
His eyes squinted as he smiled, the ocean-green of them captivated me.

Standing next to the intriguing man was a woman, a beautiful woman. Her dark brown hair was cut into a bob with bangs.
Her dark eyes gleamed as she smiled at Luna, but then turned her attention to the man. Her gaze filled with love as she kissed him on the cheek, causing his speckled cheeks to go pink.

"Who's that?" I gasped.
"At first, I didn't know either. But then, one day, I checked out a book at the library, and his picture was on the back page."
"What was the book called?"

"'Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them.'"