Loony & Strangelove

Part Three

With a magical dome protecting Hogwarts, Luna and (Y/n) braced for certain death by remaining at Hogwarts. They had their chance to flee, but bravely, they remained behind to ensure that they won. That good triumphed over evil. 

"Are you alright, love?" Luna asked, dazing her soulmate as he stared along the bridge where spells were casted at the dome where the rest of Voldemort's army tried to break the dome's enchantment. 

"I guess so. Just, just worried about whether we get out of this alive or not." (Y/n) responded shyly as he held the knife Bellatrix used to kill Dobby while faint explosions went off in the distance. 

"We will." 

"Just don't die on me when the fighting starts." 

As Luna was about to respond, explosions coming from the bridge stole everyone's attention towards them. A few seconds later, Neville climbed up to everyone's relief. It took tremendous amounts of power to break the magical dome moments before the bridge blew up. And so, the battle began. Everyone assembled in the front courtyard or inside the castle as Death Eaters flew in, bombarding the courtyard as students fled indoors in a mass panic to find shelter from those that managed to penetrate the castle in areas where students fled in fear the most. Together, (Y/n) and Luna fought off the Death Eaters in the Great Hall as the battle went on for hours and hours without end. 

The cease-fire came after the sun began to rise, to which there were many casualties on both sides, the survivors of the battle had been worn out and exhausted by the bloodshed to protect Harry Potter. Voldemort, Bellatrix, and Hagrid came along, bound with rope around his neck as he held a body in his arms. 

"Harry Potter... is dead!" Voldemort proclaimed, unable to keep back his excitement from the thrill of looking at everyone's expressions. 

Luna gasped, her hand coming up to cover her mouth as (Y/n) wrapped his arm across her back and pulled her close. Ginny cried over the news as everyone became scared of the Dark Lord. 

"Stupid girl. Harry Potter, is dead." Voldemort insulted Ginny before he spoke to everyone that had gathered to witness the remainder of his forces gathered opposite the courtyard. "From this day forth, you put your faith, in me." 

Voldemort looked back at his allies and supporters and cheered over Harry's death, to which they all laughed. 

"And now is the time to declare yourself: come forward and join us, or die." Voldemort proposed. 

(Y/n) tensed at the standoff. His eyes constantly drifted from Voldemort to Hagrid holding Harry's body to Bellatrix standing on a rock beside the Dark Lord. In his mind, he felt all hope was lost. so if he were to die, he would do so swiftly. Removing his arm from Luna, (Y/n) walked over towards Voldemort and his forces, to everyone's surprise as a few cried out, calling him a traitor and a coward. As he looked back, he couldn't help but feel remorse for his actions. 

"Well, I must say, I hoped for better," said Voldemort, disappointed at the lack of chance when Neville limped forward also, holding the sorting hat in his hand. "And who might you be, young man?" 

Neville paused, knowing the mockery of laughter once the Death Eaters heard his name. "Neville Longbottom." 

"Well, Neville, I'm sure we can find a place for you in our ranks with your friend--" 

"I'd like to say something!" 

Reluctantly, Voldemort obliged in letting Neville do so. 

"Doesn't matter that Harry's gone." Neville began. 

"Stand down, Neville," Seamus warned him. 

"People die every day! Friends, family... Yeah. We lost Harry tonight. But he's still with us. In here," he pointed to his heart. "So's Fred, Remus, Tonks... All of them. They didn't die in vain. But you will! Because you're wrong! Harry's heart did beat for us! For all of us! It's not over!" 

Neville drew the Sword of Griffindor when (Y/n) jumped in to say some words of his own as the hostility grew in a matter of seconds. "All my life, I've been ridiculed and mocked for the birthmark on my face. It wasn't until I found someone who accepted me for who I am, no matter how I dressed, what I wore, how I behaved... Despite having revenge plague my mind." 

As he spoke, he and Bellatrix exchanged glances, to which she eyed him suspiciously as he ignored her foul gaze that reeked of insanity.

"I realised that revenge was a fools game: a sure way of losing yourself. But as I stand here, witnessing a massacre for a mere boy... it's aches me to see you all fighting for a lost cause. But Harry's heart dumbest for us. Which is why someone shall have to restore what was broken: by tearing out from the inside."

As soon as (Y/n) finished rambling to drop everyone's guard when Harry's body fell out of Hagrid's arms the same time he drew Bellatrix's knife and slit her throat with it. Bellatrix's eyes shot wide open as her hands came up to her throat. 

(Y/n) knelt down beside Bellatrix and muttered, "This isn't revenge, but justice..." 

In a blind rage, Voldemort shot explosive spells at a fleeing Harry Potter as he regrouped with his friends. As for (Y/n), due to being close to those of Voldemort's supports - upon the realisation that Voldemort failed to kill Harry, a big majority of those fled including the Malfoy's - remained behind and fought till their deaths, as the (h/c) teenager ran towards his allies until a stray shot hit him in his lower back, causing him to stumble forward onto his stomach as a sizzling pain ached where he'd been hit. 

"(Y/N)!!" A voice yelped as Luna ran towards him, casting a shield in front of (Y/n) as she knelt down to lift him up by throwing his arm over her shoulder and hoisted him up. 

As (Y/n) limped along with Luna supporting his weight, he protected their backs as constant spell fire impacted the shield (Y/n) desperately tried to withhold until an explosion knocked them both off their feet just as they were about to enter the Great Hall. Ears were ringing, dust and dirt fell through the air and a numb feeling resided in their sides and legs as Luna and (Y/n) moaned and grunted as they were almost behind safety when someone came along and dragged them where the injured were being treated before the two passed out. 

When she came to, the blonde teenager found many survivors of the Battle of Hogwarts with some staff treating the injured whereas the dead were laid respectfully in the company of their friends and loved ones. As for her soulmate, Luna could not find him whatsoever until he appeared in crutches with his left foot bandaged up to his shin. (Y/n) made his way over to sit down beside his soulmate who said nothing as she stared at him with her head tilted to one side. 

"It's over. It's all over." (Y/n) began, his voice trailing off. 

Luna smiled and leaned over to kiss his cheek. "What will you do now? Do you want to finish up now or take another couple years to graduate?" 

"As long as we're together, I'll go where you go." 

"But I want your opinion." 

(Y/n) paused, pursing his lips. "Let's stay."