June 20, 2010
Blanket disclaimer for all chapters: Harry Potter and all related characters, settings, and terminology belong to J.K. Rowling. I make no profit from these drabbles.
Note: This first drabble, not including everything above this line, is 398 words long. Written for the 100 Days, 100 Drabbles challenge on the DG Forum. None of these drabbles will be beta'd.


Eyes stared as the couple walked into the Great Hall. Mouths fell open. Whispers floated between tables. The sight could not be believed.

The day of Albus Dumbledore's funeral seemed to inspire lunacy. With Dumbledore gone, anything could happen. Not just concerning Voldemort. Anything. This display in the center of the Great Hall was just the start of it.

Ron lifted his head up from his breakfast, which he picked at with uncharacteristic disinterest, and was immediately assaulted by the sight of Luna Lovegood and Blaise Zabini holding hands.

Holding hands! What had the world come to? It truly was a dark world indeed if someone as oblivious but kind as Luna could willingly hold hands with a sneaky Slytherin like Blaise. Ron's eyes became part of the sea of others that followed the couple, watching to see where they would go. When Blaise sat down at the Slytherin table and Luna joined him, a collective gasp swept through the room.

"Ginny! Are you seeing this?" Ron asked, smacking his sister on the arm to get her attention.

"Ow! What do you want?" Before he could answer, her eyes were drawn in the direction everyone was staring. Luna, sitting next to Blaise, lifted a miniature blueberry muffin to his mouth for him to take a bite. With the skill of a true Slytherin, Blaise smirked and chewed at the same time.

"Oh. Well, that's new."

"That's all you've got to say about this!" Ron shrieked. The silence of the Great Hall had been broken by the blueberry muffin; Ron's voice didn't carry over the sudden breakout of speculative conversations.

"I think there are more important things happening today, and you're acting like an idiot," Ginny said.

Insulted, and unwilling to admit she was right, Ron turned to Hermione on his other side and ignored his sister for the rest of the meal.

Ginny had a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach. She reached for Harry's hand on her left and squeezed it. His eyes met hers, but there was something in them that she didn't like, so she turned back to look at Luna and Blaise.

On the day of Dumbledore's funeral, the day that all the students would be leaving Hogwarts, not knowing if they would ever be able to return, someone was happy.

It truly was a new world.