Title: Legend of The Blood Moon
Story Summary: AU. Two former Hogwarts students stumble through their jobs at the Ministry of Magic, adult life, family secrets and a legend that could change the wizarding world forever.
Rating: PG-13 for now but will change to R in later chapters.
Main Characters: Luna Lovegood, Morgan Davis (my OC), Remus Lupin, Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Severus Snape and Arthur Weasley. Other characters will be added along the way so this will change.
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
A/N: First of all, a big thanks to Katie for letting me use Gracie for this story. You rock! I marked this as AU since this story takes place after the ending of the books. Now, if you happen to be reading 'Bloodlines' you might think I've stolen the OC of Morgan Davis. I assure you that I didn't. I'm a co-author of that story and I created the character of Morgan Davis. I redid her history for this story but her personality is the same. And I'm sure someone will say Susan Bones isn't in canon and I realise that but she's this way for a reason. Trust me!
Chapter One - Bad Days and Secret Crushes
The small wooded area was quiet as Luna Lovegood slowly walked through it. She darted her eyes back and forth and listened carefully for anything out of the ordinary. Her goal was to make it across the small opening and retrieve a box on the other side.
She was in the middle of the opening when she heard a branch snap behind her. Luna spun around as her hand went for her wand, which was tucked behind her ear and she growled in frustration when the wand got entangled in her blonde hair.
"You're dead, Lovegood," stated Kingsley Shacklebolt, a tall black man, as he stepped into view.
Luna stared up at him with her big blue eyes but didn't say a word.
"Didn't I issue you a wand holder?" he asked. Luna nodded. "Then why aren't you using it?"
Luna tore her eyes away from him and looked down. She studied the grass beneath her trainers before muttering, "I don't know, sir."
Kingsley sighed and crossed his arms. "When you're at work or on duty as an Auror, you are to use the wand holder. If this had been a real situation, your lack of wand control would have cost you your life," he said.
"Yes, sir," said Luna as she finally looked up at him again.
"You're dismissed for the day. We shall work on this drill again on Monday," said Kingsley before he turned and walked out of the room.
Luna waited until he was gone before pulling her wand out of her hair. She only had a week to go before she was an official Auror but she didn't know if she could make it that long. All the drills that Kingsley made her do was starting to become bothersome and she wondered if he treated all his Aurors-in-training like this.
Except Luna didn't want to think about that at the moment. After all, it was the weekend and soon she'd be working under Alastor Moody and she knew things had to get better. "At least I hope so," she said to herself before placing her wand into the holder Kingsley had given her.
Luna walked out of the room, which really wasn't a wooded area but one of the many Auror training rooms, and made her way to the main Auror office. Part of her still couldn't believe that she had chosen a career in law enforcement instead of being a Healer.
After the end of the second war, she really didn't know what she wanted to do with the rest of her life. She still had a year of Hogwarts left but she was starting to get worried when it seemed everyone around her had already made their decision. It would be two weeks before her graduation when she finally decided what to do.
She'd been reading the Daily Prophet in the Great Hall when she saw an article about Aurors. It seemed that since the second war was now over, no one wanted to be an Auror anymore and the Ministry was suffering because of it.
It was at the very moment in which Luna knew what she wanted to do. She was sure St. Mungo's had enough Healers and didn't really need anymore. And a week after graduating, Luna was at the Aurors' training site.
Training lasted for almost two years. They were taught defence, strategy, and magical laws and just the month before, all the trainees took their final exam, which lasted for close to twenty-four straight hours.
Luna, of course, had passed with high marks. Now she was in what they called a "rest phase", a phase that lasted for two weeks. In a week she'd be out of that phase and she'd be able to turn her grey trainee's robes in for the black robes official Aurors wore.
Luna stopped in her tracks, not realising that she'd been daydreaming and was now standing in the main Auror office.
"Hello Tonks," she said, smiling.
The older Auror returned the smile before sliding up onto a desktop. "You missed the most brilliant raid today!" cried Tonks, a grin spreading across her lips.
"Really now?" asked Luna, trying to sound interested. She hated it when the other Aurors spoke of raids she couldn't yet go on.
Tonks nodded. "Some bloke had an illegal Kneazle ring. His flat was filled with them. It was a bloody mess," stated Tonks. "But Harry and I got all of them rounded up, didn't we mate?"
Luna leaned to the side and peered around Tonks. She saw Harry, sitting in his cubicle, writing up a report. She studied him for a moment and instantly blushed when he looked up at her.
"Hi, Luna," he smiled, pushing his glasses up his nose. "How are you?"
"I'm good," she quietly answered. "And you?"
"I'm fine," he smiled before going back to the report.
Luna continued to watch him with the dreamy stare that she was so well known for and noticed that he'd gotten his hair cut and that it wasn't so messy anymore. She let her eyes travel over him as she mused how smart he looked in his black robes.
Harry and her had been friends since the end of her fourth year. While most of his friends, namely Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger, didn't care much for her, Harry had always gone out of his way to make her feel wanted.
She believed, for the longest time, that everything she felt for Harry was nothing more than what you felt for a friend. But when Harry graduated from Hogwarts and she spent her last year there without him, she began to wonder if there was something more.
Luna knew she wanted to date Harry but never thought he was interested. After all, they'd been friends for six years already and he had never let on that, perhaps, he had similar feelings for her.
"Luna! I'm talking to you," said Tonks, poking her in the arm.
She turned and looked at Tonks for a moment before she breathed, "What?"
"I asked if you wanted to come to The Three Broomsticks with us tonight. It'll be fun!"
Luna eyed Tonks and for the first time, she noticed that her hair was a dark green colour. She knitted her eyebrows in confusion, wondering why Tonks suddenly had hair the same colour as Harry's eyes.
"Er." Luna finally said. "Who's going to be there?"
"Harry and me, of course," said Tonks as she held her hand out and started to count the people off with her fingers. "Kingsley, Johnson, and I think Finnegan."
Luna nodded her head and said, "I can't. I have other plans tonight."
"Oh," answered Tonks before Luna walked through the sea of cubicles to find hers. Once there, she picked up her knapsack and walked back to Tonks.
"Maybe you can go with us some other time," suggested Tonks.
"Yeah." Luna said before stepping into the main hallway again. "I'll see you two on Monday."
"Bye Luna," said Harry without looking from his report.
"Bye Harry," said Luna before walking out of the department.
She made her way to a lift and stepped on it and grabbed onto the railing when it jumped and started to move down. Luna was the only one on so she hummed to herself until she arrived on the fourth floor.
"Fourth floor," said a woman's voice. "Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures."
Luna smiled and stepped off the lift. She looked out one of the magic windows and smirked when she saw large snowflakes falling. It was safe to say Magical Maintenance, the crew in charge of the windows, was upset about something and had decided to make everyone else suffer.
She turned from the window and continued down the hallway. There were doors on each side and at the end, was a long bench. Luna walked to the bench and carefully sat down to wait.
It didn't take long for one of the doors to creak open. Luna turned to her left to see Remus Lupin and another man step out. Both were wearing blood red robes, which was the standard wear for that department.
After the second war, Arthur Weasley, who'd became the new Minister for Magic, had changed all laws with the purpose of letting werewolves have jobs. The change was met with some resistance but now most people accepted it. In reality, they had no choice in the matter since anyone caught discriminating against werewolves were handed a hefty fine.
Luna was about to stand and go talk to Remus when another door opened. Her best friend, and flat mate, Morgan Davis stepped out.
"Hi, Luna," she sighed.
Luna looked at her and frowned. It was obvious, from the dirt on her face and the small rips in her robe, that she'd had a bad day. "Bad day?" asked Luna.
"You don't know the half of it," muttered Morgan before adjusting a small stack of books in her arms. "I'm ready to go home and sleep until Monday morning."
Luna stood from the bench and walked over to Morgan. She took some of the books from her arms without saying a word. Morgan gave her a small smile and turned in the direction of the lifts, only to run right into Remus.
"Sorry!" cried Remus as all the books in Morgan's arms fell to the floor. "I wasn't watching where I was going."
"It's ok," said Morgan, her eyes trained on Remus as he bent down to pick up the books.
Luna was about to bend over and help Remus but stopped when she saw the look Morgan was giving him. It was an intense look and she thought it'd be best if she just observe what was transpiring in front of her.
"Quite a collection of books you have here," said Remus, straightening his posture. He handed the books, all of them about werewolves, back to Morgan. "But you seem to be missing one."
Both Luna and Morgan looked at him and Luna swore she could see a hint of mischief in his eyes. That was something the both of them had learned about Remus; he could be cheeky if the situation was right.
"And what book would that be?" asked Morgan, looking down at his hazel eyes.
"Romancing the Werewolf," he quietly said before a huge grin broke across his face.
Morgan slowly quirked an eyebrow and cleared her throat as she felt a blush creep over her face. And even though she thought the dirt was masking it, Remus could still see it.
"I'll have to check it out," said Morgan, her eyes still trained on him.
Luna watched the two in complete silence, for she didn't want to interrupt the little moment they were having.
"Well, I hate to chat and run but I have some things I need to finish up before I go home," said Remus, tearing his eyes away from Morgan and pushing a strand of brown hair out of his eyes. "See you two later."
"Bye, Remus," said Luna before he walked off. She then turned to Morgan and looked at her. "Going to tell me how you got all dirty?"
Morgan snapped out of her stupor and looked over at her friend. "I went on that Kneazle raid with Tonks and Harry," she explained before the two of them started walking toward the lifts. "I had to crawl under the bleeding house to get some of them."
"Did you see any Flufinballs while you were there?" asked Luna before she pushed a strand of her blonde hair out of her face.
"Excuse me?" asked Morgan, stepping into the lift.
Luna followed her in and smiled. "Flufinballs. These little white creatures that tend to congregate around Kneazles," she explained as the lift started to move. "Daddy saw one a few years ago and said that they're the most beautiful things he's ever seen!"
Morgan sat her pile of books on the lift floor and quickly pulled her auburn hair back into a loose ponytail. "I don't think I did," she answered, picking the books back up.
Even though Luna was an adult now, she still believed in some of the magical creatures her father wrote about in The Quibbler.
"Too bad," frowned Luna as the lift stopped and a few witch and wizards got on, "I really would like to see one."
Morgan just nodded and the two spent the rest of the ride in silence. When they reached the floor, in which the Atrium was located, they got off and started to walk through the long hallway.
"How about we floo home today," said Morgan, waving toward the long row of gilded fireplaces. "I'm not in the mood to walk all the way over to the Disapparation spot, especially with Susan Bones over there."
Luna looked over and saw Susan talking to Morgan's boss. She then looked at Morgan, who was seething about something. "What's going on?" She asked, wondering why Morgan would be upset with one of her old housemates.
Morgan took a deep breath and stepped to the right side of the hall and stood before a fireplace. "I don't want to discuss it here," she said, picking up some floo powder.
"Fine," said Luna, following Morgan into fireplace.
Within a matter of seconds, they were at the flat they shared. Morgan stepped out of the fireplace and brushed herself off before walking off. Luna did the same and followed suit.
"So, what happened?" asked Luna when she finally found Morgan in the kitchen.
Morgan looked at her but was interrupted by her cat Gracie. The black and brown tabby meowed loudly and pranced into the kitchen, going right up to her owner.
"Hi, Gracie," said Morgan, leaning down to pet her.
Gracie meowed again and started to rub her head against Morgan's hand but stopped. She had smelled the scent of Kneazles on her owner and was highly offended. And with another loud meow, she brushed past Morgan and went straight to Luna.
Morgan scoffed at them and stalked off to her room. Once there, she took her clothes off and slipped her dress gown on. She quickly stepped into the large bathroom and filled the bathtub with warm water and lots of bubbles.
Once it was filled, she slipped into the tub and sunk down. It was the quiet moments that she loved most. They gave her the chance to think things over, like what Susan had done to her and how she was beginning to like Remus more than she really should.
Remus. She knew she shouldn't be thinking about him. He was one of her old professors and old enough to be her father. Yet, she couldn't stop her thoughts from going there. There was a certain charm about Remus Lupin and it was driving her nuts.
She growled to herself and quickly finished her bath before going back to her room. After dressing in a pair of jeans and black jumper, she went out to the living room to find Luna curled up on the couch, reading her posts. Morgan moved Luna's legs and sat down beside her.
"Susan is a bitch," she merely said.
Luna put the letters down and looked over at her. "What did she do?"
Morgan looked into Luna's bright blue eyes. Out of all the people she'd met at Hogwarts, she liked Luna the best. They had become friends during their sixth year when Albus Dumbledore switched class schedules around. Instead of having classes with Slytherin, Hufflepuff started having their classes with Ravenclaw. And Luna and her became partners in potion class and had been friends ever since.
"Remember that report I wrote about ways we could keep certain werewolves under control, while making sure it was done humanely?" she asked.
Luna nodded. She knew about the report since that was the only thing Morgan talked about for the longest time. "What happened?"
"I was supposed to present it to Remus and my boss yesterday but I couldn't," said Morgan. "I already had a prior engagement and I couldn't switch it so I asked Susan to present it for me. Needless to say, she ended up taking all the credit for it."
Luna frowned when she saw Morgan's brown eyes fill with tears. She reached over and pulled the other girl into a tight hug. "Did you tell anyone?" she asked, patting Morgan on the back.
Morgan pulled back and wiped the tears off her face with the sleeve of her jumper. "No. Susan has more seniority over me and no one would believe me anyway," she quietly said.
Luna pressed her lips together. Even though she was outspoken most of the time, Morgan had always had a problem with speaking up to authority figures. Luna could never understand why and whenever she asked, Morgan wouldn't tell her a thing.
"I'm sorry," said Luna.
"It's all right," sniffed Morgan. "Anyway, how was your day?"
"Uneventful. I can't wait until I'm an official Auror," said Luna, leaning back on the couch. Her thoughts then went to Harry and the party they'd all gone to. She wanted to kick herself for not saying yes. "Hey Morgan, can I ask you something?"
"Sure," said Morgan as she looked over at Luna.
"Do you think Tonks likes Harry?" Luna asked as she nervously chewed on her bottom lip.
Morgan knitted her eyebrows in confusion. "Why would you think Tonks likes Harry?"
Luna blushed and quickly said, "Because her hair was the same colour as Harry's eyes today!"
Morgan didn't know if she should laugh or what. She knew of how Luna liked Harry more than life itself. "Why are you so paranoid?" she finally said.
Luna's mouth dropped open. "I am not paranoid! It was a honest question!" she cried.
"Just because Tonks hair was the same colour as Harry's eyes don't mean she likes him. Hell, just the other day her hair was the same colour as my eyes!" Morgan said. "I don't think that means she's madly in lust with me."
"I'm serious, Morgan!" huffed Luna as she crossed her arms over her chest. "I really like him."
"Then ask him out," said Morgan, standing from the couch. "No sense in liking someone and not doing anything about it."
Luna pondered what Morgan had said for a moment before speaking again. "You should take your own advice."
Morgan turned around and looked at her friend. "What does that mean?" she asked, her brow furrowing in confusion.
"Remus and you! You fancy him so you should take your own advice," stated Luna in a knowing voice.
"That's different!" cried Morgan, rolling her eyes.
"How so?" challenged Luna.
"I like Remus as a friend and that's it. He's old enough to be my father," said Morgan as she stared at Luna.
"Liar," laughed Luna. "You fancy him!"
Morgan growled in frustration, which made Luna laugh even more. "Maybe I do," she quietly admitted, "but at least I'm not paranoid about it like you are about Harry!"
"How am I paranoid?" asked Luna.
"You think every girl likes Harry. It started out with Hermione, then Ginny, then Lavender, then Cho and even me!" said an exasperated Morgan.
"Well," said Luna, blushing a bit, "he was holding your hand. What was I supposed to think?"
"He was helping me up after Draco knocked me over! It's not like he was shagging me." Morgan dryly said.
Luna nodded her head. "I guess I do get a bit nutters about it," she softly said. "I just like him a lot and I don't know how he feels about me. I know this may sound strange but my feelings for him are almost painful."
"Well, then you should ask him how he feels about you," said Morgan, sitting down on the couch.
"He's Harry Potter though," said Luna with a look of awe in her eyes.
"So?" shrugged Morgan. "I think Harry has gotten past all this business about how he saved the wizarding world. Maybe you should do the same and start treating him like a regular bloke."
"I guess," said Luna before she sighed. She looked around the living room and then looked at Morgan again. "We should do something tonight."
"Like what?" asked Morgan, who was busy pulling a thread out of her jumper.
"Fancy a trip to Diagon Alley? Maybe go to the Leaky Cauldron?"
Morgan looked up and smiled. No matter how many times Luna and her fought, they always got over it. "Sounds like splendid idea!" said Morgan standing from the couch. "I have to change though."
"Me too," said Luna as she also stood. "No way I'm going there dressed in my Ministry clothes."
"Meet back here in twenty minutes?" asked Morgan.
Luna smiled and nodded before both women ran to their rooms so they could change for their night out on the town.