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I would face Voldemort not Harry. It had to be me. I woke up and went to move when people rushed over. I looked at my hip then looked up. "Mooney, Padfoot. What happened?" "You were hit and held out until we got here then you collapsed in Ginny's arms." "Oh, can you get the rest?" "Sure Luna." They all came in and we all talked. 

"You and Ginny will have to go to school." "I know. Arthur can you drop us? I love Remus and Sirius dearly but they can be overprotective and Molly has to keep her eye on the Weasleys twins." "Of course, Emily." "Luna, there is a reason we are overprotective."

I stood up, "if you are that overprotective then why are you making me live with Charlie." "Luna." "WHAT YOU DIDN'T TELL THEM?" "We made the decision with Dumbledore but Severus was against it." "Then you wonder why I blame myself, snap at you and always arguing with you because you are deciding my life. I need some space; I need to be able to do things I choose. Yes, I will make mistakes but you are supposed to be there to pick me up and put me on the right track. Not just send me away." 

Padfoot and Mooney looked at the floor. I had tears rolling down my face. Ginny came over, "come. Let's go and sleep as we leave tomorrow."

The next day, Arthur dropped me and Ginny off and we went to Hogwarts. We knew what has happened. Minnie has changed all my records in the school to Emily Swan and the professors have been told as well. Meanwhile Harry, Ron and Hermione were sitting in the Grimmauld place. "Kreacher." "Yes?" "Why did you ask if Mistress Potter was ok?" "She lives here. I connected with her and she hasn't been back for a while but I will look after it. Here she asked me to give this to you if anything happened." Harry took the envelope and left. He read the envelope and looked shocked. I left the Grimmauld place in his name. I told him that I will be moving in with Bella and Charlie. I also told him I didn't know when I was going to visit. 

He sighed and went to Ron and Hermione.  

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