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[goldluna]

Who: Luna and Harry
Where: Starts in Canterbury
When: 14 March, 2002
Status: Complete

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[gone_seeking]

Harry was just passing the potions room, heading towards the kitchen, when he noticed that there was someone moving about inside the room.

Harry popped his head around the door and found that it was Luna and she had just taken something down from a shelf.

Smiling to himself, Harry sneaked up behind Luna.

"Hope you're not trying to brew a love potion?"

[goldluna]

Luna turned at the sound of Harry's voice. How conveniant. She wouldn't have to go looking for him after all. A bright smile appeared on her face. "Of course I'm not preparing a love potion. I'm certainly not dressed for it

[gone_seeking]

"Not dressed correctly? I must have missed that potions lesson or Hermione never told me," Harry said taking the envelope with his name on it from Luna.

There was something about Luna's oddness that Harry found quite endearing. He looked inside the envelope to find a single strand of dark blond hair.

"I think I'll stick with being a bloke for the time being, I don't want to mess with mother nature," Harry said dropping the hair into the greenish glop that was polyjuice.

"What about Steven for a name?"

[goldluna]

"It's not something that everybody knows," said Luna simply as she dropped a pale red hair into the potion. She used the face often. The little old ladies down the lane only knew her as Diana, that nice young girl who washed their windows and was able to get the cobwebs out of the corners of their ceilings.

"Steven is a lovely name. It's derived from the Greek Stephanos which means crown. Or wreath."

"All set? Right then. Let's go." She popped the lid back onto the flask and took Harry's hand, leading him without hesitation down the stairs and outside. It was a lovely Sunny day, which was a nice change from the rain which could often be common in March. "I've got a portkey or we could Apparate. I'm much better at it now. I don't leave my eyebrows behind anymore."

[gone_seeking]

"How do you know that?" Harry asked Luna, her hand was soft and warm against his own as she lead him out into the back garden.

"So where are you planning on taking me?"