Harry Potter and the Unlikely Romance of Neville and Luna on the Hogwarts Express

Kafli 6
Harry was sorry to say goodbye to the Burrow. Some of the happiest days of his life had just taken place there. Everything had been so wonderful, he doubted even that returning to Hogwarts, which had always been something he had looked forward to, could measure up this year. His only consolation was that Ginny and all of his friends were making the trip with him.

Harry sat in the compartment on the Hogwarts Express next to Ginny. They were listening along with Ron and Neville as Hermione told all about her summer travels through Europe with her parents. Harry had to admit that slipping back into his life as a student was being made much smoother the longer he sat there among his friends. He had little doubt that the fact that he was holding Ginny's hand, and feeling wonderful for it, helped immensely in that area.

"So how long has all of this been going on between you all?" Neville asked. "You go away for one summer, and when you come back you've started dating."

"Actually," Hermione said, "only a few days since it became official. Even though we didn't plan it, Harry and Ginny started dating on the same night as Ron and I."

"Sometimes the stars just line up that way I guess," Neville said.

"So," Ron said, "is there anyone you have your eye on the next time the stars line up Neville?"

Neville's only answer was a shy smile as he looked down at the floor to avoid everyone's eyes.

"I'll take that as a yes," Ron said. "Come on Neville, who is it?"

"Ron," Ginny said. "Leave him alone. No one forced you to shout out your feelings for Hermione did they."

"Of course, Ron had it written all over his face," Harry said with a smile. "Everyone else knew it even if he wasn't ready to admit it."

Neville shocked everyone when he said, "If you all promise not to tell, I guess I can trust you not to laugh."

"Of course we won't laugh," Ginny said looking around and confirming with everyone that she spoke for them all.

"Alright," Neville said hesitantly. "Its Luna."

"Luna Lovegood?" Harry asked.

"I knew I never should have said anything," Neville said as his cheeks reddened even more than they had already.

"No," Harry said, "don't take me wrong, Neville. "I think Luna is a great girl. There are a lot of people who don't bother to look past her quirks to see what a smart and caring girl she is. I'm glad you're one of them."

"I guess we all have our quirks," Neville said. "I know I have a few myself. Maybe that's why, when I look at her, all I can see is how beautiful she is."

"Take my advice, Neville," Ron said. "Don't wait too long like Harry and I did to say something to her. If you wait a month to tell her, and she says yes, you'll always look back at that month and regret every second you wasted."

"Well, hasn't Ron turned into the romantic one," Ginny said teasing.

Ron never had time to respond as they all froze for a moment when Luna Lovegood walked up and opened the compartment door.

"Sorry to bother you all," Luna said smoothly, "but I was sitting in the compartment next door and had the sudden feeling that someone in here needed me."

They all waited as they wondered if she really did get a feeling, or if the walls between compartments were thinner than they had thought. There was an awkward silence that none of them knew quite how to break.

"I... I..." Neville stammered surprising everyone, "I have something... I need to ask you."

"Of course, Neville," Luna said as she looked at him.

They all watched as he melted under her gaze, and they thought he was going to back out of it.

"Why don't we take a walk," Neville finally said as he stood on shaky legs and crossed to the passageway with her.

When they had walked too far for anyone in the compartment to see them, Ginny said, "I can't believe it. He was backed into a corner, and instead of retreating he went on the attack. I didn't think he had it in him."

"I'm betting you'll see a different, Neville after today," Harry said. "I think we just watched him jump one of the biggest huddles he's ever faced. If she says yes it will really boost his confidence."

"That is all Neville has ever needed," Hermione said. "He would be a great wizard if he just had a little confidence in his abilities."

"Uh oh," Ron said looking to the passageway. "Look who's coming now."

They all had a suspicion of who it might be before they ever looked. Their suspicions were confirmed as they watched Draco Malfoy and his two goons stop at their open door and sneer.

"Well," Malfoy said, "look what we have here. Potter and his little fan club are returning to Hogwarts. I had a bet that you wouldn't even bother coming back this year Potter, what with a battle you can't win quickly approaching."

"I'll be sure to save you a front row seat, Malfoy," Harry said as calmly as he could. "Maybe after I fight Voldemort you would like to have a go at me."

"As if there would be anything left of you, Potter," Malfoy said as he looked down and suddenly saw that Harry was holding Ginny's hand. "I should have guessed you would end up with her, Potter. After you're gone, I'll..."

Malfoy suddenly stopped speaking as Harry flipped an invisible switch in his mind.

"You won't do anything," Harry said.

"I won't do anything," Malfoy repeated.

"Ginny is a beautiful woman that any man would be lucky to have," Harry said.

"Ginny is a beautiful woman that any man would be lucky to have," Malfoy repeated.

"Except for you because you're a stupid git," Harry said.

"Except for me because I'm a stupid git," Malfoy repeated.

"Now go and tell everyone on the train what a git you are," Harry said.

Malfoy turned to Crabbe and Goyle and said, "I'm a big git."

They all watched as Malfoy turned and moved to the next compartment and repeated himself.

"Harry," Hermione said. "What on earth did you do to him?"

"A weak mind is easy prey," Harry said. "I think that will be the first lesson for the D.A. this year."

"Wow," Ron said. "You are a dangerous man, Harry Potter. Voldemort had better watch out."

Harry was just about to respond to Ron when something else caught their eye. Neville was coming back up the passageway wearing a big smile, and a positively glowing Luna Lovegood was on his arm.
Kafli 7
Harry sat next to Ginny at the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall as the sorting of the first years took place as it always had. There had been several new additions to all of the houses already, and everyone was wondering where the last first year would be placed.

Professor McGonagall stood holding the sorting hat while she looked down to her list and said, "Vivian Wexler."

The last remaining girl walked up and sat on the stool. The sorting hat was placed on her head and it was only a few seconds later when everyone heard the sorting hat proclaim that Vivian was to be a Hufflepuff. Vivian jumped up and walked smiling to the Hufflepuff table to a chorus of applause from her house.

What everyone was expecting to see next was for McGonagall to remove the sorting hat and the stool so that Dumbledore could begin the opening feast in his usual manner. What they were not expecting was for McGonagall to set the hat back on the stool, walk back up the center isle and out of the Great Hall.

Questioning murmurs had erupted all over the Great Hall before she had even made half of the trip to the doors. The murmurs continued until Professor Dumbledore stood and cleared his throat, returning attention to the front of the Hall.

"No doubt," Professor Dumbledore began, "you have all noticed that things are not proceeding as usual. We have some special circumstances this year that need us to allow for some changes. First, let me introduce to you Professor Bryce Bane, who will be acting as your Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher for the year."

At that point an elderly looking man sitting at the teacher's table rose and gave a small wave to the students before retaking his seat.

"Professor Bane," Dumbledore continued, "is here during a sabbatical from The Salem School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in America."

"America?" Ron whispered to his friends around him. "I never even thought about there being a school in America."

"There are two actually," Hermione whispered in answer. "There is one on each coast of the United States. The one in Salem is the oldest."

"Now that Professor Bane's introduction is taken care of," Dumbledore said, "this would usually be the time when we would begin the feast. Before we do that though, there is one more sorting to be done.

"It is my great pleasure to inform you that, for the first time in its history, Hogwarts has accepted a transfer student from another school. A transfer from the very school from which Professor Bane comes to us as a matter of fact. The student is in the last year of study, so some time of adjustment may be needed.

"At this time I think it is necessary for me to tell you the circumstances that have brought this student to us, since I'm sure it would become a matter of rumor soon anyway. Up until this last year, there was a dark wizard in America named Jarvis Hornquist who terrorized the wizarding communities on the eastern coast of the country. I say last year, because at

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