I wrote this paragraph sometime in that week between movie 5 and book 7. In this, Harry's dead, and Luna's pregnant. I don't really know what I planned to do with it.
Seven months later, when the baby had started kicking, and really, he should know she was his mother and he shouldn't hurt her, and the mediwitch she was seeing was starting to be concerned about her health, a cat, black with green eyes, showed up on her doorstep and took up residence in her bed, and she forgot just how lonely she was supposed to be.