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[lighntningboltpotter]

Walk

Harry awkwardly walks besides Luna as they leave the club, unsure where to his hands or if he should. Is it something they’re advising, them being together? Deep down he knows that she isn’t one to care, at then of the day one could say they were on a date or walking home as friends. Neither of which was at the base is untrue. But old habits died hard and he was still nervous, until finally he was just being an idiot and held out his hand to her.  

[draco-isnt-dead]

Cousin to Cousin

Draco is furious to say the least, on reading about the terrible things written about Luna; he can’t claim to be the best of relatives to her, and has much to make up for, but if there is one thing he can accomplish with vicious accuracy is to use his influence to scare the journalist enough to keep her name out of the papers. “Completely utter twats.” He growls under his breath, sending off another owl threatening to remove or sue the last of the idiots off the story completely. Draco doesn’t care really about Potter, but he has eyes and doesn’t see Luna removing him from her life any time soon. Still he writes to Luna herself, having not heard from her, in hopes she will come to visit or that she will at least come out from hiding. 

[lighntningboltpotter]

Bewitch You

Harry wipes away at the pooling sweat on the back of his neck, it’s a mistake because now his hand is soaked, and it makes it harder than ever to keep a grip on the hammer. Pulling out the old nails of the floor in the library should have been easy in theory, but as everything else, it proved harder because magic. “Bloody idiots.” Harry mutters, staining his arm to pull and nearly falters when it finally does come out. He grabs the offending nail and throws it into the bucket by the door with the others. It’s been a slow summer, of mostly hiding in the dark hallows of the old house his godfather left him; a grave really. He had nearly been pressured to sell it, when dating Ginny as she had hated it...but like his career, his relationship was also over and he found purpose in renovating the tomb into something more modern. He had little to no social life any more, a few outings and meet ups to keep his friends from being too concerned...but the truth is he just wanted to be alone.  

[lighntningboltpotter]

Like July Forever

Harry waited six days in silence before pressing it. For at least three days, he hadn’t really noticed. He was busy with work, and assumed she knew. By the start of the other three, after a handful of unanswered messages and dismissed get-togethers he knew that she was ignoring him -why was not obvious. Luna wasn’t the type of person to get upset over little things, and Harry could not recall a single action to offend her. They had a nice time at the gala, he had escorted her home. They had laughed and danced...He wanted to believe she was busy, that it wasn’t because she found him boring or too busy to bother with. Luna wasn’t like that...but doubt seeded in his mind and grew the longer her silence continued. Still. He needed to talk to her, just once to see the truth. So he gathered his courage and knocked on her door, knowing she was home.