Chapter 8: A Circle has no beginning
Harry, Hermione and Ron were escorted by Neville back to the Room of Requirement. They passed through Ariana’s portrait.
"Neville, are you sure this is right?" Harry asked, "I mean, why did you have to go through with the whole DA thing? You know it’s dangerous…"
"Harry, we did this together," Neville said, "We’ll always keep fighting, you know?" He went on and realized they were in the Room of Requirement. "Oh we’re here."
The Room of Requirement was bigger than how Harry remembered it. He was also surprised to find a large number of people—Order members, Original DA members—Fred, George, Ginny, Seamus, Cho, Colin, Lee, Dean, Ernie, Hannah, Parvati, Padma, even Zacharias Smith was there! And then new ones too, whome Neville and the rest of them probably recruited the past coupld of months. Even Bill and Fleur were inside the room, as well. And then he saw Luna. His sweet, beautiful Luna. Luna, whose heart he broke.
"Luna," Harry muttered and everyone turned to look at him.
“‘Arry, we’re really sorry, we ‘old ‘er she’z not allowed ‘oo fight, zee’s too young but—” Fluer’s words were interrupted by Luna.
"I am a part of Dumbledore’s Army," She said, "WE’re here to fight."
"What you don’t understand," Bill said, "is that this isn’t a game. People get hurt. People—"
"Die," Fred said, "That we know, bro."
"But our dungbombs are so ready." George added.
"And we all could use some Canary creams…"
"This isn’t a joke," Bill said, looking angry and worried at the same time, "I don’t want anyone risking their lives, getting bit by werewolves, attacked by death eaters—"
"We know the risks, Bill." Ginny said.
"Ginny—" Ron said.
"Okay, okay, llet’s not get into all these arguments, Harry’s back, and he needs our help." Neville said, "Harry?"
Harry took a deep breath, “So, uhm…Dumbledore, he, uhm, asked us to look for stuff…this will…help..destroy Vol—”
"Don’t say his name!" Ron said.
"You know who," Harry continued, "Does anyone know anything Rowena Ravenclaw owned?"
"The lost diadem," Luna said in her dreamlike voice. NO one said anything. Ron and Hermione looked at each other. "The lost diadem of Ravenclaw." Luna repeated, "Anyone heard of that? It’s famous."
"Yes Luna," Cho said, "But it is lost."
"Excuse me…" Harry said, "Lost? How?"
"And what exactly is a diadem?" Ron added.
"Iz like a tiara," Fleur said, "Like the one Muriel lent me on my wedding…"
"Cho? Go on," Hermione said.
"The lost diadem once belonged to Rowena Ravenclaw, but it’s, well, lost. NO one has seen it for centuries now."
"But it’s real?" Harry asked.
"Of course," Luna said, "It can’t be lost if it didn’t exist."
No one spoke.
"What?" Luna said, "Harry Potter, don’t tell me you won’t believe me now?"
"It’s not like that."
"Thens top wasting your time and come with me."
"Go, Harry," Hermione said, "Ron and I have a plan."
"Okay, " Harry said, taking a deep breath, "Luna, let’s go."
Harry was holding Rowena Ravenclaw’s diadem as he saw Luna waiting for him outside Ravenclaw tower. She was right, he thought, the diadem is real.
He didn’t know what to say to Luna though. He, after all, broke her heart. And yet, she was still there, waiting, ready to lend a helping hand.
"Oh you’re back!" She exclaimed as she saw Harry, "And you have the diadem!"
"You were right, Luna, you were right."
She smiled kindly.
Their eyes met and they ran to each other and in a matter of seconds, they kissed.
"I’m so sorry," Harry said, "I broke your heart, I didn’t meant to..I love you—"
She smiled, “A circle has no beginning,” She said.
He smiled back. Who knows? It may be over soon. They may never see each other again. He didn’t want to think about it, but he knew there was a possibility. But he loves her, and at that moment, that was all that mattered.”
"We have to go back," He said.
"I know," She said, "It will be fine."
He smiled lightly and looked her in the eye.
"WE’re all ready for battle," She said, "But it doesn’t matter that everything has to end."
He kissed her on the forehead, “Let’s go,” He said, and then they made their way back to the castle, where a war was already in full blast.