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Chapter 09: you have no idea

“Harry it’s only three days away!” Ginny squealed, jumping into Harry’s arms when he greeted her at the restaurant.

“Yes it is,” Harry smiled and greeted Ginny with a kiss.

“I am so excited,” Ginny replied, sitting down in her chair.

“No one can be more excited then us right now Gin,” Harry replied and sat across from her.

“Can you believe it Harry,” Ginny continued, “I’m the soon to be Mrs. Harry Potter.”

“You are very lucky,” Harry nodded distractedly.

“Well I’m just glad I got the preparations done in time,” Ginny replied, putting the menu in front of her.

“Yeah, those were the important things,” Harry rolled his eyes and watched as a man walked close to Harry’s table with a blonde at his side.

“Harry, do you think we did the right thing in picking America as our honeymoon?” Ginny asked, bringing Harry back to the table as the couple passed them, the blonde never showing her face to Harry.

“Uh yeah,” Harry nodded, “America will be a fine place to have our honeymoon.”

“Are there witches there?’

“I believe there are witches everywhere Gin,” Harry nodded, “Have you decided what you want?”

“No I can’t decide,” Ginny sighed and went back to looking at the menu.

“Why not have the hot cider?” Harry suggested.

“It’s May Harry,” Ginny replied.

“Hot cider is good at any time of the year,” Harry replied.

“I don’t think so.”

“Well then I think I know what to promise,” Harry smiled.

“What?” Luna asked.

“All the hot cider you want every night,” Harry answered and Luna thought about it.

“Done,” Luna replied and handed over Harry’s wand.

“We’re gonna get sick,” Harry laughed.

“Well then I know what we need,” Luna replied.

“Hot cider?” Harry suggested.

I think it’s good,” Harry shrugged and looked away from the table.

Luna stared out the window of the castle, watching the stars twinkle above her and sighed, Harry didn’t listen to her; he took her words as jumbles. She had failed the Wizarding world and made a deal with the devil. Luna was no better than them now but hoped that Harry would be completely over her by the time of his wedding.

“Hot cider miss?” Wormtail asked, bringing in a tray.

“I love hot cider,” Luna nodded and Wormtail brought the tray over to her, “Harry promised me all the cider I wanted every night.”

“Too bad he didn’t fulfill it,” Wormtail shrugged.

“I died, he couldn’t,” Luna replied and grabbed.

“Why did he promise you the cider?” Wormtail inquired, sitting next to her.

“I held his wand hostage in the lake and it was the only thing he could say that would make me give it back to him,” Luna smiled, remembering the past.

“I don’t understand,” Wormtail replied.

“Did you lose all your humanity?” Luna asked, “I liked him, it was playful.”

“I didn’t lose all of it,” Wormtail replied, “I kept you alive didn’t I?”

“It was for your plan,” Luna replied.

“Your death was the plan, but after observing you, I couldn’t do it, I couldn’t kill you,” Wormtail confessed.

“You’re not evil,” Luna stated.

“No, I’m not evil.”

“Then why are you with this group?” Luna asked.

“Power is everything.”

“You’re pathetic,” Luna sighed, “Power isn’t everything, power is nothing compared to living life. Dumbledore had power and he did wonderful things with it, Harry has power and he has no idea what good he can do. Voldemort has fear, and fear can only go so far.”

“You’re smart.”

“I’m not a moron,” Luna replied and turned away.

“You will be free Luna, I promise,” Wormtail stated.

“What good is freedom if all you have to go back to is memories. I live my memories every day in this place. You made me relive my pain by going back to him and you killed my hope by killing my father. I have nothing out there in the world. I only have me and I can’t live myself for doing what I’ve done.”

“You are good,” Wormtail sighed, “You are not like us.”

“I joined you in order to gain something, that makes me as bad,” Luna shook her head, “I’m just like you.”

“No,” Wormtail replied, “You would risk everything for your father, and you want nothing more than to love Luna lovegood. You can never be evil, not even if you tried.”

“Why are being so nice to me?”

“Because like you said, I’m not evil, I’m just pathetic.”

Luna watched as Wormtail left the room and looked back at the sky, now drinking her hot cider, feeling the warmth of the liquid run through her body.

Two days passed and before Harry knew it, he was staring at his alarm clock reading midnight. He hadn’t been able to sleep the last two nights without having memories run through his dreams. Harry sighed and sat up, getting out from the warm covers, to get dressed. He thought that he had set these feelings aside and said goodbye to Luna but he still couldn’t let go. Harry walked out of his room and stared around at his flat that had boxes all over the place, and saw Cat sleeping on the table.

“I want to take you somewhere, I know you’re a cat but if you don't see her, at least her grave then you will never get to see…” Harry sighed, making an excuse to go.

He picked up his cat and walked out of his flat, apparating to the cemetery a moment later. Slowly he walked over to her grave and sat Cat next to it, fingering the inscription and allowed his tears to fall.

“Luna, I know that you want me to be happy, but man Luna it’s so hard to live without you. I knew you, truly knew you for such a short time, but I was intoxicated with you. I never got to answer you when you told me you loved me….” Harry stopped and pet his cat, trying to grope for the words, “I never got the chance to tell you everything I wanted to tell you and I wish I with you now seeing your smile. I wish we’d had more time but I lost you, the moment came and the moment passed for me tell you how I felt. In the blink of an eye I lost you. I think back to that night and I would give up my fame, my fortune, the fate of the world, if I could just have one more day with you to tell you that I love you…you’re the only girl I love and I never got to tell you how much I need you. I can’t go back Luna, I can’t say those words to you, no matter how hard I try, you’re still dead and I still didn’t say anything. I stood there! I let you tell me your feelings and I stood there making excuses. I needed more time! I needed you a little more.”

Harry stood up, his tears still falling from his eyes as he finally confessed his feelings, “You were the most extraordinary girl I ever knew and I want one more ordinary day with you, just one.”

Harry wiped his tears away and looked away, “I’m saying goodbye, and I’m begging you to let me go from the pain of losing you. I have to leave you here, I have to say good bye.”

Harry walked away from the grave, leaving Cat sitting on the grave to stare at his retreating form. He knew what he was leaving behind, and knew that he would miss every inch of his old life with her but he couldn’t live in the past anymore.

“Wormtail,” Voldemort hissed and Wormtail came forward, “The time is here.”

“It is?” Wormtail asked, a smirk forming.

“The day for my ruling has come,” Voldemort nodded, “Bring the girl forward.”

Wormtail nodded and pulled Luna into the room, clad in her Ravenclaw attire, he hair the length it used to be.

“You remember the deal,” Voldemort said, nodding at how she looked.

“I remember,” Luna nodded, “I won’t forget it.”

“You do as I say,” Voldemort ordered, “I will rule.”

“Ruling isn’t everything,” Luna shook her head, “Don't you want to love, know what it’s like to have someone there who would die for you?”

“I have thousands who are willing to die for me,” Voldemort smirked, “Take her away.”

“You’re pathetic,” Luna sighed, “You’re all alike.”

“And shut her up,” Voldemort yelled as the door closed before turning to the window, throwing his robes on, “My ruling begins today. You will fall Harry Potter, your death will be my greatest victory.”

“Harry,” Dean huffed, coming into Harry’s dressing room.

“Hey Dean,” Harry greeted, tying his tie.

“Death Eaters are attacking all over the world.”

“Any in London?” Harry asked.

“No.”

“Then I can still get married,” Harry smiled then looked at Dean’s clothes, “You aren’t wearing those to the wedding are you.”

“I have to save her,” Dean replied, “I’m not going.”

“Who do you have to save,” Harry sighed, turning around.

“Luna.”

“Luna is dead,” Harry exhaled, “You’re beginning to sound like me and you never dated her.”

“Harry, I’m lying to you, Luna is alive and you have to help me save her. They have her under some contract,” Dean confessed, “If we can-“

“Stop it Dean, Luna is dead, you can’t make up a story to get me to not marry Ginny.”

“She’s not the one, you have to save Luna,” Dean argued.

“She’s dead and so help me Dean if you continue on this I will make sure you never knew her name.”

“Harry I can’t deny the truth, she’s coming today, you have to remember your love for her,” Dean sighed.

“I love Ginny,” Harry argued, “Stop it with the Luna issue.”

“She’s alive,” Dean stressed.

“Stop Dean she is dead!” Harry yelled.

“She’s alive,” Dean shook his head

“Stop.”

“She’s alive Harry, she is.”

“Dean I’m warning you,” Harry growled.

“I’m not lying Harry, she’s ali-“ Dean started but fell to the floor after Harry punched him.

“Stop, I am marrying Ginny, and there is nothing that can change that,” Harry rolled his eyes, “Get over Luna Dean, she’s dead.”

Harry walked out of the room, leaving Dean alone, shaking his head.

“I tried.”

“The death eaters are prevailing everywhere,” Lucius reported as Voldemort walked out of the castle.

“And all in London are gathering for Potter’s wedding?”

“Yes, all were invited, all responded to the invitation,” Lucius nodded.

“Who would have thought that it would be this easy,” Voldemort smirked, “Where is Bellatrix?”

“With the girl,” Lucius replied.

“How is the girl?” Voldemort asked.

“She’s starting to rethink, she keeps contradicting herself,” Lucius explained, “Bellatrix is trying to knock sense into her.”

“Is she succeeding?”
“She is ready,” Bellatrix smiled, pulling Luna close to the group.

“Are you certain?”

“Very,” Bellatrix smiled and undid her ropes, “She won’t run away, she’ll do as she’s told.”

“A very talented witch,” Voldemort complimented, “Where are the rest?”

“Behind you sir,” Wormtail answered and Voldemort turned around, “Wonderful.”

Harry stood at the front of the alter with Ron at his side as they waited for the wedding to start.

“You nervous?” Ron whispered as the music began.

“Am I obvious?” Harry whispered back.

“No but I was dead nervous at mine,” Ron replied and Harry laughed at Ron’s answer.

“You always know how to take away the nerves.”

“I’m here for you mate,” Ron nodded and they ceased conversation as Hermione walked down the aisle.

“She’s so pretty,” Ron stated as he followed Hermione’s movements.

“Yes she is,” Harry nodded, his eyes fixated on Ginny.

“She is going down the aisle,” Bellatrix reported.

“Get into positions,” Voldemort ordered and pulled Luna in the direction of the church.

Harry smiled as Ginny stood across from him and the witnesses sat down.

“We are here on a special occasion,” The priest began, “These two will be joined in the wonderful life of marriage.

“GO.”

Suddenly black engulfed the church and screams were heard. Harry tried to stay attached to Ginny but he felt her pull away from him and was thrown to the ground. As quickly as the black came, did the light return, leaving Harry alone on the alter and Voldemort at the end of the aisle.

“You died,” Harry stated, walking down the two steps.

“You helped bring me back,” Voldemort answered, “With a little help from Mr. Lovegood.”

“Where is he?”

“Dead, killed right before my eyes and someone else’s.”

“I killed you once,” Harry growled, “I can do it again.”

“Yes but last time you killed me out of vengeance for poor Luna’s revenge, right?” Voldemort replied.

“You don't get to say her name,” Harry replied, his wand outstretched.

“You may want to lower your wand,” Voldemort suggested.

“Give me one reason,” Harry replied.

“If you curse at me then you will hit her,” Voldemort replied and Wormtail pulled Luna in front of Voldemort.

Harry’s wand fell to the floor with a thud reverberating throughout the church as he breaths turned shallow.

“They found you, I saw it.”

“You saw a trick,” Voldemort smirked.

“All of it was real then?” Harry asked, coming closer.

“Every bit of it,” Voldemort nodded, “She’s a great little actress with her father’s life hanging over her head…well it was.”

“You killed him in front of her?”

“It toughened her up,” Wormtail answered.

“You were real,” Harry said staring at Luna, “Every word, every moment, was real.”

“Which means everything you said, she heard,” Voldemort replied, pulling her closer.

“Keeps your hands off her,” Harry ordered.

“She’s not yours anymore potter, you chose another.”

“Luna-“ Harry called.

“She won’t answer you,” Voldemort replied, “Not till you agree.”

“Agree to what?”

“My proposition.”

“What proposition?” Harry asked and Voldemort whispered in Luna’s ear.

Luna inhaled deeply and closed her eyes as Voldemort moved away from her ear, “Give up the Wizarding World and I survive.”

“No Harry!” Voices yelled.

“Give it up and I don’t die,” Luna reworded.

“I’m not the minister of magic, I can’t give it up,” Harry sighed.

“Just don't fight,” Luna replied, “Stay away, you’re the only one who can kill him,” Luna said, tears falling down her face.

“That’s all I have to do and you live?”

“Yes,” Luna nodded.

“Harry you can’t!” Ron yelled.

“Okay,” Harry nodded, “Give me Luna and I won’t fight.”

“You’re a beautiful actress,” Voldemort smirked as he and Harry shook hands.

“What do you mean?”

“She was promised freedom, she was never going to die,” Voldemort smiled as Luna fell to her knees.

“You tricked me,” Harry breathed out, his eyes on Luna.

“She had to, you didn’t love her remember, and we killed her father. All she has left is her freedom,” Voldemort smirked.

“Luna, why?”

“Thank you Potter,” Voldemort smiled and vanished along with his other death eaters.

“We need to move,” Ron ordered, “Kill as many as you can!”

Harry stayed put as Wormtail stood next to Luna, saying something in her ear before disapperating.

“Harry how could you?” Ginny sighed, walking over to him in her wedding dress.

“I had to,” Harry replied, staring at the crying girl of his dreams

“She was already dead in your mind Harry, what else was there to do but really lose her or take the chance to!”

“You don’t understand,” Harry replied, a smile forming on his face

“How, how don't I understand?” Ginny questioned.

“I couldn’t lose her again,” Harry replied and walked over to Luna, kneeling down to her level, “I can’t lose you again.”

Luna looked up, her tears rolling down her face, “I’m so sorry, I couldn’t say anything.”

“Luna.”

“You should have just killed me,” Luna continued.

“Luna.”

“I’m so sorry,” Luna cried and bent her head down.

“Luna,” Harry smiled and lifted her head up.

“What?” Luna sighed as Harry wiped away her tears.

“I love you.”

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