Sequel to a Twisted Timeline. The more things change the more things get wacky. Not for the mentally sane. LunaHarryFem!Harry.
“Move it,” barked Rufus Scrimgeour gruffly, as several dozen Aurors filed into the Wizengamot chambers which had been converted into an Auditorium of sorts with several chairs. “Everyone take a seat, by rank, Captains in the front, Trainees in the back. Everyone quickly now, sit, we have a lot to go over today.”
A pair of curse breakers made their way over to face Scrimgeour, who just regarded them with a stern, surly look as he awaited their report.
“Minister, no listening charms have been placed on the inside or outside of this room, and everything is secure,” stated one of the curse breakers and Scrimgeour just motioned for them to take their lead, before he took a seat at the head of the court room, as the Aurors sat, looking up at Scrimgeour, the surly demeanor that the Minister made many feel like they had to trend lightly as they could lose their jobs at best or worse, chucked into Azkaban.
“Now, I’ve called you all here on a matter of great importance, Harry Potter,” stated Scrimgeour and a few averted their heads slightly, to shield the rolling of their eyes. There were still Death Eaters out, some rather dangerous, a couple more so than Potter could ever hope to be, but the Minister was obsessed with bring Harry Potter down. While many were confident of Potter’s guilt, there were a fair few that were not too sure given time to reflect on what happened.“Now, Potter remains at large, with the power to ruin the entire Wizarding World so he should choose to. Yet, none of you have ever come close to locating this transmitting tower of Potter’s. We are the center of the magical world, we have the greatest resources, yet we can’t find one Muggle contraption in this blasted country. Inexcusable if I may say so myself, and we have a rogue, quite unbalanced, dark wizard that could obliterate us at any time. Many of you saw the destruction that he brought upon Hogwarts, the bodies that he left in his wake, and the only reason he fled because he decided he should be the Dark Lord, instead of mere second in command.”
The Aurors just nodded, they had heard this same exact speech many times over the last two and a half years from Scrimgeour, they could recite it in their sleep, but Scrimgeour paused, before continuing on.
“Now, before when Weaver was the Minister and there was only a certain extent that he was willing to act, but now I’m the new Minister of Magic and can devote all of the resources of the Ministry of Magic to Harry Potter,” stated Scrimgeour. “The longer we allow him to have control of his weapon, the more the Ministry will suffer and some of you may find yourselves out of a job, thanks to Harry Potter.”
That statement stirred up quite a bit of anti-Potter sentiment to say the least, as the group listened among the Aurors and Scrimgeour awaited for the muttering to cease, before he made his next announcement.
“As the new Minister, it is with a regret that I will no longer able to actively supervise the Auror office, but that’s not to say I will not have a fair say on which direction this department goes,” remarked Scrimgeour calmly and the Aurors all perked up. “Therefore, I would like to introduce the new head of the Auror Office, Garrett Winston.”
The room went silent. Not in awe but rather because they had no clue who this Garrett Winston person was. Scrimgeour motioned where a young man that looked to be in his early twenties stepped up right in from of Scrimgeour.
“Hello everyone,” said Winston in a boisterous, cartoonish voice, with a big cheesy overblown smile. “Now some of you might not know who I am, but rest assure I’m going to correct that notion right now. I am an Auror in the United States of America.”
A few groans could be heard in the room. The United States was considered the biggest joke in the entire magical world, for various reasons, most likely due to the fact they were still split in half in the American Union Government and the Confederacy of Magical America. Each government claimed they were the official Ministry of the country, but in the last one hundred and forty years, neither had been powerful enough to reunify the country into one magical government. The fact it was over the right to be able to have werewolves maul house elves for sport made the situation even more absurd.
“So, while I might be from the greatest magical country in the entire world, don’t let that make you down, I’m here to work just like the rest of you for the same goals,” stated Winston cheerfully. “Harry Potter represents a threat to the national security of every magical government and indeed every magical government in the world. Therefore, we must ensure the freedom of all the magical people in Britain by heavily monitoring everything they do and putting strict restrictions on how they can live their lives. The only way to ensure a free world is to watch the movements of everyone and take steps to put away people who threaten the stability of our world by thinking outside the box.”
The Aurors just blinked in response. They blinked a second time.
“So let me get this straight,” commented Tonks slowly, deciding to speak for the thoughts of many in the room. “You want to give people freedom by telling them how to live their lives.”
“Absolutely, the only way to have freedom is to clamp down on revolutionaries who think they know better than the Ministry of Magic,” stated Winston in a happy tone of voice, as he flashed a grin all, showing all of his white, no doubt magically charmed, teeth. “Nice to see some of you have gotten the message.”
“Now, Head Auror Winston’s policies may seem to be a bit foreign at first, but trust me, they will restrict a repeat of incidents such as Dumbledore, Potter, or He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named,” stated Scrimgeour roughly. “The Ministry of Magic will be treated with the respect of all the people in Magical Britain and anyone who rebels against our policies will be dealt with.”
“Right, Minister, I hope that we will all work together to eliminate the dangerous security threats and I aim to get that transmitter tower shut down, so we can properly bring Harry Potter in by the end of the year and give him the Dementor’s Kiss,” stated Winston who looked excited at this possibility. “I hope to work with each and every one of you, to ensure a more secure Wizarding Britain.”
“Dismissed for a ten minute break, but report back here at that time, as there is much work to be done to restructure the Ministry,” ordered Scrimgeour, and the Aurors rose to their feet, all happy to receive a break. Once the Aurors left, Scrimgeour turned to Winston, he had only dismissed the Aurors so he could talk to his new Head Auror in private. “This plan of yours better bring Harry Potter to justice, Winston.”
“Don’t worry Minister, he’ll be in custody by the end of the year, you can count on it and thanks to my plans, the Ministry will be treated with respect,” stated Winston but Scrimgeour just waved him off, after Potter brutally slaughtered his daughter, he cared little about the Ministry of Magic itself, he just wanted to see Potter dead or kissed, it didn’t matter which to him, as long as the boy was brought down.
Speaking of Harry, he was in Diagon Alley, in disguise of course, with Luna, and the happy couple had made their way back to the Leaky Cauldron after both had to pick up a few items. They were heading to an expensive hotel for dinner and time together in a private room.
“Got everything you need, Luna,” whispered Harry, as he looked around, he did not need to be in Diagon Alley for anything longer than he had to, there were still Death Eaters lurking around that attacked from time to time.
“Of course Harry, but now I’m yours for the rest of the night, anyway you want me,” said Luna, as she leaned up against Harry calmly and looked up at the sky. “Nice night for a walk, don’t really need to apparate, the hotel’s not fall from here.”
“No, only a couple of blocks,” muttered Harry, but a figure from the shadows stepped, pointing its wand at Harry and Luna, dressed in a poorly constructed homemade Death Eater robes and mask. “May I help you?”
“Shut up, I’m a Death Eater, I serve the Dark Lord, don’t make me have to hurt you,” said wannabe Death Eater in what he thought was a terrifying tone of voice, but just seemed quite sad and rather forced to Harry.
“Of course you are,” stated Harry with a slight roll of his eyes. “Listen, my girlfriend and I want to spend quality time with each other, you know, I suspect you don’t know anything about that, given the fact you resort as dressing up as a follower for a dead man.”
“CRUCIO!” shouted the wannabe and Harry just felt a slight sting from the curse, given he had been put under that curse from the likes of Bellatrix Lestrange and Lord Voldemort, this chump had nothing.
“Are you quite done yet?” asked Harry, after he casually blasted the wannabe into the wall. “Listen here junior, I’m going to tell you the facts of life. One, Riddle’s dead. Two, all of his real Death Eaters are in jail, dead, or drinking themselves into a coma in that seedy tavern in Knockturn Alley. Number Three, that was the worst attempt of a Cruciatus Curse I’ve ever felt. And Number Four, I’m going to put you somewhere where you can think long and hard about what you’ve done.”
With that point, the poor imitation of a Death Eater was lifted off the ground, and Harry walked to the side, where there was a dumpster. Quickly, the dumpster was blown open and the wannabe Death Eater looked horrified, as his poorly constructed mask fell off, revealing someone who looked to be just barely out of Hogwarts, with a severe amount of acne on his face. In an instant, Harry dropped the punk in the dumpster.
“Now, you can come out once you’ve learned your lesson,” stated Harry in a mock fatherly tone, as Luna giggled at the state of the punk, as he flopped around in the garbage. “Sorry, you had to see that, Luna.”
“No problem Harry, I needed a good laugh, hopefully you helped dislodge that infestation of whackspruts from that guy’s frontal lobe,” replied Luna with a smile. “I heard there were a lot of people dressing up as Death Eaters lately…”
“It’s just a sad attempt for them to be hip and rebellious, but it is kind of amusing how the Death Eaters have devolved from a terrorist group into what basically is a magical equivalent of a street gang,” commented Harry in a bored tone of voice, as he extended his arm towards Luna. “Shall we.”
“Of course,” said Luna with a smile, as the two walked to the hotel, leaving the wannabe Death Eater sputtering, attempting to pull himself out of the muck, but by the time he managed to free himself, Luna and Harry had been gone for several minutes.
“Those two, if I ever catch up with them again, they’ll pay, the Dark Lord will rise again,” said the wannabe Death Eater as he siphoned the muck off of his robes with his wand, nearly setting the sleeve on fire, but just managing to douse it from the robe of his light. Footsteps nearby stopped the punk in his tracks, he would make whomever was coming pay for his recent humiliation.
At that moment, Lotus walked forward, dressed in black robes, with a veil obscuring her face. Something told the girl that her target was rather close and her mission was completed. Hopefully, someway could be found to eliminate the mental fog that her mysterious bosses had told her this Harry Potter had caused her to have. She wanted her memories and her life back, but still something told her that these people were withholding information from her. For the time being, she would assume that it was for her own good, but instinctively, she did not like being kept in the dark in the slightest.
“Freeze, I’m a Death…” stated the wannabe but Lotus never allowed him the chance to finish his threat, she quickly knocked the threat out cold with a stunning spell. It came to her almost instinctively as breathing, almost as if she was born for the express purpose of being able to fight and defend herself. She shrugged off those thoughts, plenty of time to think about that later once she had brought down her target.
Lotus crept towards the Leaky Cauldron, careful not to be seen or heard. Most of the patrons had already left or had checked into a room for the night, but still, Lotus being seen by one person was one more than the girl wanted to be seen by. Passing through, she walked forward, quickly moving, dodging behind buildings, keeping her cover and she peered across the street at a hotel. She saw her target standing next to a gorgeous girl with a blond hair, most likely a date of some sort, moving from the front steps upstairs. Mentally, she was seething, she was a bit too slow, and now if she attacked her target now, she would risk the lives of several innocent bystanders inside the hotel. That would make her no better than the person she was facing. Still, she could wait and the minute Harry Potter left the hotel, she would strike, attack, both avenging herself and saving the world from a rather dangerous threat.
The backroom of a smoke filled room pool hall was the venue for a meeting between the heads of two key factions of the former Zabini mafia empire. At one end of the table, with two armed bodyguards behind him was a young man with greasy black hair and a bad attitude. He had the demeanor that gave the impressive that he believed that he was above everyone else in the world. The man’s name was Lou Eckstein, an upstart in the mob world, someone who had taken advantage of the demise of Boss Zabini.
A smartly dressed old man walked forward, with the aide of a cane, flanked by bodyguards as well. He wore a derby hat and had a cigar in his mouth, as he sat in front of Eckstein calmly, with dignity. The man’s name was Carlos Caruthers, a long time advisor of Edward Zabini for many years.
“Eckstein I understand you have an offer for me,” rasped Caruthers, as he looked at Eckstein, the old mobster puffing on his cigar, blowing smoke at the young rival, who waved it away with his hand.
“Indeed, Caruthers, with all due respect given how much you’ve given to this organization, I think it’s time for you to move on, retire,” stated Eckstein with a cocky smirk. “Let’s face it, you ain’t exactly a young man anymore, you can barely walk without the aide of that cane. I’m willing to cut you in on any profits that I make, if you and your associates step down. We’re both get something, I’ll be able to ascend up to my rightful place in this organization and you will have a nice, cushy retirement find.”
“Eckstein, child, let me tell you something, you have not earned to the right to lead this organization, I was knocking off people when you were still soiling your nappies,” whispered Caruthers. “Now, you’ve stepped on a few people, took advantage of an opportunity, a few people have interest in what you’re saying, but I invested too much time and energy into this organization to let someone completely tank it.”
“I might have only known him for a couple of years, but Zabini tanked this organization due to his inability to take it to new heights,” replied Eckstein. “The guy was a crazy head case, we’re lucky to be discussing a future for this organization, the fact that Barone nearly put us in the poor house just proves my point.”
“Barone’s not the issue, Eckstein,” said Caruthers shortly. “The issue is maintaining the integrity, the legacy of everything we’ve earned. I’ve been more than patient with your attempts to go over my head and attempt to take unnecessary risks that harm the organization. I’ve turned a blind eye to this petty extortion racket of yours…”
“A racket that’s earned us more money in one year, than the past ten,” stated Eckstein in a confident voice. “Plus, you haven’t mentioned where I’ve made the most money…”
“Yes, your drug trafficking, it may have made you some spare change, but you are nosing around in Barone’s territory to sell the stuff,” countered Caruthers. “We do and have killed yes, but drug trafficking in the other person’s territory is an area that directly violates the Evans and Zabini pact of 1977. Swift and decisive action could be taken, especially considering Barone absolutely abhors the items you are selling.”
“Barone, I can deal with him, just wait, if he was standing in front of me, I’d knock him the fuck out with one punch,” stated Eckstein arrogantly and with that Caruthers whacked Eckstein right in the face with his cane, dropping the arrogant upstart, causing a very tense moment to occur between both sides.
“Do not speak of things that you do not have any comprehension Eckstein, this is exactly why you are not fit to run this organization, so I will decline your offer and if I see you attempt to go over my head once more, I’ll have you dealt with,” stated Caruthers gruffly and Eckstein just nodded sullenly, looking like a five year old that had been caught with his hand in the cookie jar, as Caruthers and his bodyguards walked off, leaving Eckstein and his bodyguards alone.
“Now what boss,” stated one of the bodyguards.
“Old fool, he lacks the imagination and the vision, he attempts to honor agreements, when we should be making money at all costs,” stated Eckstein. “The moment I have a chance to stamp him out of existence I will, but damn it, I need something that will put me over both Caruthers and Barone. Barone especially, he’s so successful it’s almost like…like…”
“Magic,” offered one of the bodyguards helpfully but Eckstein just rolled his eyes slightly.
“No, don’t be a fool, there’s no such thing, I refuse to believe that hocus pocus and all that rot exists,” said Eckstein and at the second, he paused. “Someone’s out there, go check to see who it is, you mugs.”
The two bodyguards took a step forward, machine guns drawn, as they only saw the outline of who ever was approaching.
“For someone who prides himself on having imagination in the criminal world, you seem to have a lack of imagination regarding things you fail or are rather unable to understand, such as magic,” stated a crisp, superior voice from the outline beyond them.
“Shoot him!” stated Eckstein and two mobsters began firing a round of bullets towards the figure, but the bullets seemed to have hit an invisible wall around their mysterious visitor. The visitor just stood there, waiting for the two bodyguards to exhaust all their gun fire.
“Are you quite done yet?” asked the shadow in a calm, but slightly amused voice. “Muggles, such interesting creatures, thinking that anything that they have created could even match what magic could accomplish.”
“I don’t know what you’ve said, but it sounded like you were insulting me,” said Eckstein hotly. “So, tell me why you’re here or get out.”
“Yes of course, I am here to offer you unlimited power, that you can use to eliminate your enemies, along with placing yourself in the position to rule the entire mob world,” stated the shadow mysteriously and Eckstein perked up at these words.
“Alright, now you’re speaking in terms that I can understand,” responded Eckstein, greed dancing in his eyes, as he looked at his mysterious visitor.
“While magic greatly outstrips Muggle technology by a substantial margin, when combined, both technology and magic could be a very deadly combination,” stated the mysterious figure calmly. “For quite some time, we could never have the two work in harmony. After years of intense study, we managed to implement weapons that will allow you to eliminate anyone you chose, including the famous Boss Barone.”
“I like the sound of that,” said Eckstein, nearly licking his lips in anticipation, as he turned towards his mysterious benefactor. “Wait, how do I know you ain’t jerking me around? I’ve learned by now not to trust anyone who ain’t gonna show his face.”
“Yes, I do sense some distrust, but believe me, meet us at the address on this slip of parchment and we will make it worth your while to trust us,” stated the shadow and in a blink of an eye, Eckstein found that he clutched a piece of paper in his hand and in a second, his mysterious contact had disappeared just as quickly as he had arrived. Eckstein looked at the address, his desire to have power, outweighing his suspicions about how convenient of a set up this could be.
It was later in the morning, with Harry and Luna leaving the hotel. Both had stayed a bit later than they intended to, not that the time with each other was unappreciated, far from it, they savored each and every moment they could spend together.
“Lovely day, shame I have some urgent business I have to oversee, meetings that I have to go to,” said Harry with a sigh, as he looked off into the distance. “I think I might be free this weekend again, for the entire day on Saturday…”
“That actually works well into my schedule Harry,” remarked Luna. “So it’s a date then.”
“It is,” remarked Harry but at that moment a large red light sped right towards them. Instinctively, Harry put up a shield to protect the both of them, as he craned his neck looking around. “Great now what?”
Luna just shrugged, as she looked around. She had a strange feeling that something was there, but she did not quite know what. A flicker of movement appeared in the distance, as Harry grabbed Luna’s hand firmly.
“Stay here, I’ll be right back,” said Harry and Harry stepped off, with Luna standing back, attempting to keep a calm demeanor, but she was worried. That spell nearly put Harry out. “Whoever you are, come out….”
Another spell whizzed right at Harry, but Harry deflected it backwards, with a triumphant look on his face. He now had an idea where his mysterious attacker was. Quickly, he moved around and twirled his arm, eliminating the spell cloaking his mysterious attacker. Harry turned to face the attacker, a figure wearing a black battle robes with a veil obscuring their face.
“Who are you?” demanded Harry, but he got no answer, as a spell blasted right towards him. Harry was forced to defend himself and he moved around, attempting to catch his adversary off guard with a stunning spell, but it was blocked. Harry upped the ante by attempting to tie his opponent up with ropes but the ropes were just after they left Harry’s wand.
Lotus cursed herself, she nearly had Potter right where she wanted him, but she allowed him to remove her cover. Quickly, she blocked a bone shattering curse aimed right towards her wand arm. The attacks were getting more and more advanced, but for every move her opponent had, she had a counter attack. Unfortunately, the same thing was true on the other end of the duel, as a cutting curse was blocked and deflected back at her at twice the speed. Lotus summoned over a large rock. The powerful curse sliced right through the rock and quickly Lotus ducked around, she would need to regroup, before planning her next assault.
Harry saw his opponent sneak off and followed. A banishing spell aimed towards Harry was easily deflected by a shield charm. His opponent was crafty, ducking behind a building and Harry peered around. Instinctively, Harry blocked a bludgeoning charm that would have cracked the top of his skull had it connected. His opponent was on a ledge above, firing another spell, this time a conjured dagger that would have pierced into his hip. Harry melted the dagger and jabbed his wand towards the ledge. The ledge vibrated right beneath his opponent, forcing the mysterious adversary to jump to avoid a nasty landing. Harry spun around to touch depravation curse, before he dove at his opponent. This lack of non magical attack had caught this mysterious adversary off guard and allowed Harry to fire a banishing spell. In an instant, Harry had his wand at the throat of his opponent and yanked the veil obscuring their face off.
Harry backed off in shock. Underneath the veil was an extremely beautiful girl, maybe only a year or two younger than him, with flowing black hair and much to his shock, she had the same vivid green eyes that he did. Almost, Harry wondered if he was going mad, but the fact remained that he was already there. Harry found himself staring at her, she was an extremely close second to Luna, perhaps tied if he thought about. In an instant, Harry paid for taking his mind off the battle, as she jabbed her wand towards the right leg of Harry. A loud crack echoed and Harry was down on the ground, nursing a shattered knee cap, as his opponent looked down to her, she seemed angered that Harry had managed to get a shot in on him.
Lotus looked over Harry, it was almost like he did not recognize her, but surely because he was the one that wiped her mind, he would have. Or maybe he ruined so many lives, he lost track. Whatever the case may be, Lotus had an opportunity to finish him off, yet she was reluctant to do for some reason, something held her back.
A stunning spell aimed towards her back prompted Lotus to spin around and just barely put up a shield charm to block the spell. Lotus turned to face Luna, wincing, she did not want to hurt anyone innocents.
“Listen this is between me and him, please stay out of this,” pleaded Lotus.
“If Harry’s involved, then I am too,” commented Luna firmly, as she blasted a super powered cheering charm at her opponent, to cause her to be delirious and giddy, but the mysterious witch calmly blocked it. “Listen, what’s your problem with Harry, anyway?”
“He’s evil, that’s what they told me, I have no reason not to believe them,” said Lotus as she blocked a hysteria curse from Luna, before she fired a sleeping spell, which Luna also blocked. “He wiped my memory, I was going to defeat him…”
“Harry would have killed you if he was evil,” countered Luna calmly.
“I don’t know, don’t ask me to explain him, my bosses just told me that Harry Potter had to be destroyed” cried Lotus desperately as she stood to face Luna. “I’m the only hope, he’s slaughtered countless and it’s really a shame that you got dragged into this.”
“No, it’s a shame that whomever told you this fed you these lies, because I think it’s clear that you had nothing else to believe, in fact, do you remember anything before these people told you to go after Harry?” asked Luna and Lotus’s lip just quivered, she remembered nothing and it frustrated her to no end. She had no sense of anything from the moment she woke up in that glass tube.
“Sorry, I have to finish this, I’ll make him help me remember,” said Lotus, as she attempted to put Luna out with a slight coma curse, but she blocked it. “Please don’t make me hurt you…”
“You don’t hate Harry, you just hate the fact that you have no sense of your past,” said Luna perceptively and Lotus’s eyes widened, a nerve obviously been hit, and as Harry rose to his feet, he obviously sensed this as well, as he limped forward, standing in front of the two girls before Lotus could attack Luna.
“Luna, stand back, I’ll take care of her,” said Harry as he turned to face Lotus, taking a deep breath, but Lotus fired a dangerous looking spell at him. Harry vaguely recognized it enough to know that he had to get out of the way and it blasted a hole right through the pavement before him. Obviously, the girl was not going to allow Harry a chance to talk to her, she had a hot temper that reminded Harry of himself when he was under pressure. Another spell, as they backed down the street towards a park area, where he heard the happy sounds of children at play. “Stop you have to listen…”
“Why so you can take advantage of me again?” asked Lotus coolly, as she send a cutting curse towards Harry’s right hand, which was blocked by the Boy-Who-Lived. “Tell me what you did to me, so I can get back my memories.”
“I did nothing, listen to me,” stated Harry firmly a second time, his temper rising, as he sent a sleeping charm at his adversary, but she blocked it handily. More spells were fired, with others blocked, as they entered the park. Several people looked up curiously, but Harry paid them no mind, as a vertigo curse was the next attempt, but that was handily blocked.
Lotus, angered by the lack of answers given by Harry, sent a slicing curse right towards Harry. The curse ripped through the air, traveling at a top speed, but Harry just managed to deflect it back. It ricocheted through the air, bouncing forward towards a large tree, where several children were playing on a swing set.
“NO!” shouted Lotus in a horrified voice, as the tree was ripped through and began to tip. The terrified screams of children were heard as they bolted out of the way, knocking down one five year old little girl. Time seemed to slow down, as the tree looked to crush the poor innocent child but much to her surprise, Harry, expending a great deal of magical power had levitated the tree away, before he set it down out of harm’s way, taking extra care to make sure that no one got hurt.
Luna walked towards the park as Harry turned to Lotus, who had her mouth open, in absolutely shock at what had transpired. She opened and closed her mouth, a thought struck her, anger when she came to the realization that she had been lied to and despair because the reason that she could remember nothing from the past, because there was nothing before the second she woke up in that glass chamber.
“You’ve figured it out now,” said Harry quietly, as he looked over his shoulder, people were giving them strange looks.
“They created me for the express purpose of killing you,” said Lotus quietly, as she looked at Harry and Luna, her temper rising completely. “THOSE…”
Lotus stopped herself from cursing when she realized their were children present and just decided to breath heavily in and out. She felt betrayed, used, she was nothing, just a tool, a weapon.
“Who created you?” asked Harry quietly.
“They didn’t show their faces, they just sent me out to kill you,” informed Lotus as she shook her head. “I’m stupid…”
“No, you really didn’t know any better,” said Harry seriously, as Luna nodded in agreement and Lotus just shrugged, grudgingly accepting this to be true, much like Harry would have had he been approached with a similar situation. “Besides the way you fought, it showed you have good instincts for dueling, with a little training, you could be almost as good as me.”
Lotus responded with a smile and a nod, before she instinctively rushed forward and threw her arms around Harry’s neck, before pressing her lips against his. Harry was caught completely off guard by this entrance and while it did feel nice to have her body pressing against his, the fact that he did in fact have a girlfriend did enter Harry’s mind.
Quickly, when she had realized what she had done, Lotus slowly pulled herself away from Harry, before she turned to Luna, who had a strained smile on her face, but the tapping of her foot had caused Lotus to sense the other girl’s discomfort. Lotus felt awfully bad for what she had done, it was obvious that Luna was annoyed for not being included. Lotus quickly threw her arms around Luna and much to the girl’s shock, Lotus had also kissed her right on the lips. It took a lot to catch Luna off guard, but this in fact did the trick.
Harry’s eyes widened when he saw what was going on. He stared at the two girls, transfixed, as despite everything else he was, Harry Potter was in fact guy, before they broke apart.
“Wow,” breathed Luna. “That was different and no matter how nice that felt…”
“Harry’s better,” interjected Lotus and Luna nodded, but Harry cleared his throat, prompting Lotus to look at him. “I thought she felt left out after I thanked you.”
“If you say so er…I never did quite catch your name,” said Harry and Lotus just laughed at the irony of kissing someone that did not know her name.
“Well they told my name was Lotus,” stated Lotus as she moved over towards Harry and Luna with a confident expression on her face, mischief dancing in her emerald eyes. “But with you two, it can be whatever you two want it to be.”
“No actually that will work fine enough,” said Harry, as he looked at the crowd of people that were whispering in the distance. “We need to get back, too many people here to talk.”
Luna grabbed onto Harry’s arm, to allow him to guide her back to the headquarters. Lotus copied and in a blink of an eye, without any noise, the three moved back, so they could figure out what exactly happened and why.