Some Things Are More Important

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or much of anything

WARNINGS: HOMOSEXUALITY should not be a warning but there you have it. It's rated M for a reason. Flamers will be dealt with.

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Ginny frowned, carrying Luna's bags as well as hers, convinced Luna was revelling in her willingness to do so but not minding in the slightest. If Luna wanted to be a princess, Ginny would make her a princess. Luna smiled over her shoulder as though caught, having side along disapparated them near the duck pond so she could check on the baby ducks.

"Are you sure we can't just go back?" Ginny whined. Luna frowned, looking up from her eggs. She hadn't looked toward the house once as of yet and Ginny wasn't sure if everything was finished or what to do because no one had owled her. The goal was to keep Luna out of the house.

"I thought you said you liked the cottage."

"I love the cottage." Ginny countered, "much better than my flat. I just liked what we were doing and that dress. Let's go back and you put that on and we'll have sex until you can't take it any more." Luna wasn't bargaining.

"Are you trying to keep me away?" Luna asked, turning to look toward the house. Before she could, Ginny stumbled, falling to the ground on purpose and yelped. Luna looked back.

"Think I broke my ankle." Ginny whined, "we should go to St. Mungos."

"You're a terrible faker." Luna grinned, bouncing, "it's a surprise, isn't it? Oh is it the surprise?" She crouched, "can I go see? Please?"

"Well... fine." Ginny frowned, pulling herself up, "but no running, I'm tired."

"and you want to see me see it." Luna bounced, nodding, "it's okay if it's not finished, if that's why you want to leave. What is it? Where?" She turned around, spotting the barn, "what's that?" and she scampered off. Ginny sighed, jogging after her and found Luna bouncing at the door in front of Hagrid.

"Thought yeh'd be gone a bit longer."

"That's alright, Hagrid." Ginny grinned, shaking her head, "let her loose."

"I want to see!" Luna had the delight of a child and Hagrid couldn't resist. Ginny didn't think anyone could really. He turned, placing a huge hand on the barn and pushing it open. Luna shot into the barn, taking off.

"Now, these owls here, I've been watchin after 'em at Hogwarts, I reckon, most their lives. They're not pure bred, and some of 'em ain't too smart, but they ain't got no home, there, Luna." Luna had her head cocked all the way back, just dropped back, staring. Ginny glanced up at the thirty some owls and supressed a groan.

"What's that?" Luna frowned, head jerking to the side, "thestrals!" she shot off.

"Always liked her." Hagrid grinned as Luna petted a thestral, "now, Luna, this one is a secret. He's old and a bit cranky, but he's harmless if yeh know how to treat 'im." Ginny scowled. She should have known better than to ask Hagrid. Luna didn't seem to think so and when Ginny saw what it was, she drew her wand, going after Luna and Hagrid shouted.

"LUNA! NO!" But it was too late. Luna had already wrapped her arms around the giant Hippogriff, Buckbeak. There had been no bow, no waiting, no nothing.

"Shhh, you'll startle him." Luna warned, petting his head and the thing actually purred. Looking at Ginny, it raised it's crest and hissed. Ginny held her hands up, thumb holding her wand to her palm and backed out, head down.

"Alright, Feathers, alright. She's all yours but if you hurt her, I'll defeather you so fast you won't know what hit you." He hissed and she pointed a warning finger but backed out.

"That's all I've got so far." Hagrid said, "I reckon anythin' else was a bit dangerous, best left with me." Ginny nodded sternly in agreement, eyeing a large stall with flobberworms that Luna climbed to coo over.

"Harry know Buckbeak is here?" Hagrid shook his head, "I'll owl him." Ginny nodded, "did you have any trouble with the bank?"

"I reckon not." Hagrid grinned, "they went right teh work when I told 'em it was fer Luna and yeh'd sent me. Apparently, she's managed to make friends with the buggers. They'd like teh envest and whatnot, told me to tell yeh that."

"I'll be damned." Ginny grinned, thinking that maybe this idea could be brilliant.

"Got yer house elves too, they're round her somewheres."

"Oh?" Luna trounced up, "where are they?" At their mistress' call, the house elves, six in total lined up. Luna beamed at them, clapping her hands, "are you going to help me keep my animals?"

"Yes Mistress."

"Don't call me that." Luna frowned, "I'm her mistress if anything." Ginny snorted. "just call me Luna. I'll knit you some clothes. I do love to knit." She smiled, sitting in front of them cross legged.

"Mistress Luna," one of the house elves said, "that would be freeing uses."

"I know." Luna nodded, "but you can still help if you want to. What are your names and what do you like to eat?" Ginny sighed, ducking out as the house elves lamented Luna's amazing prowess and kind heart. She went into the kitchen, lighting the fire there and in the living room to cut the chill before calling Harry. He'd been having dinner with Ron and Hermione but scrambled through without preamble, nearly knocking Ginny over. Hermione and Ron stepped through next, Rose with Molly.

"I'm going to make sure he doesn't get killed." Ron said, paling, "Kingsley would mount my head."

"So?" Hermione asked.

"So what?" Ginny countered, going into the kitchen and pulling out the things she needed to make a casserole for everyone. "She wants animals, she'll get animals. As many as I can find to buy."

"You detest owls." Hermione said, hearing a screech.

"And Hippogriffs, just so you know." Ginny nodded, chopping onions, "especially that one. Rude bugger, tries to keep Luna all to himself."

"You're in love."

"Don't make it sound like an illness, Mione, fuck."

"And you're not denying it."

"It's Luna." Ginny snorted, capping a bell pepper, "if you find me a bloke who doesn't love her, I'd mount his head. Probably the next Dark Lord anyway."

"That's the truest thing I've ever heard you say." Hermione laughed, "are you going to take her to the Burrow?"

"When she wants to go." Ginny nodded, "chop something, your husband eats as much as Hagrid." Hermione grabbed a knife and joined her, "I don't know though, about the Burrow? Taking Luna there to meet mum?" Hermione saw Luna standing there and tried to stop Ginny but she just went on, "it's a big step and I'm not sure." Luna's mouth dropped open and she looked hurt and Hermione scowled. "the Weasleys are a lot to handle. What do you think, Mione? Should I bring them here instead? Maybe a few at a time and threaten the brothers? What about Percy? Mione?" Ginny looked up, followed Hermione's gaze to a grinning Luna and scowled, "hello, love. Harry's not dead is he?"

"No, he's flying Buckbeak, screaming like a child." Luna grinned, "what are you making?"

"I've no idea but there's enough for your elves."

"I've got house elves, Mione." Luna beamed proudly, "Dippy, Twiddle, Rash- I know, isn't that terrible? Then there's Doiley, Skip, and Umi. I'm going to make them clothes and they're going to stay with us. They're helping, with my animals. Would you like to knit them some clothes with me?"

"That would be lovely." Hermione nodded, "and...er, yes, Percy. He could be an issue." She returned to chopping.

"He could get hexed too." Ginny snorted, "I think Dad will love her, though."

"How about we just make more and invite them?" Luna asked, circling her arms around Ginny's waist, "I've met quite a few. They're very lovely. You're mum was over here with Hermione just the other day."

"Yes, but you were my friend then. Now you're my girlfriend." Ginny frowned, "she'll be watching to see what she thinks and... oh sod it, Hermione? Will you floo call them?" Hermione nodded, hurrying to the living room. "we're celebrating your... Home for Animals."

"I like that." Luna nodded, "Luna's Home for Animals. That's what I'm going to call it."

"Listen, Luna," Ginny said suddenly. Hermione had floo'd everyone and even Charlie was coming, excited to meet anyone who had tied Ginny down. "I know dragons are pretty but my brother Charlie is coming. No dragons. No conspiring."

"I wouldn't do that." Luna giggled, "you're mad."

"Uh huh." Ginny frowned suspiciously, "but, if you find any, he'll take them. He works for a dragon sanctuary."

"Oh lovely." Luna smiled. Molly stepped in then with plates of biscuits and two cakes floating behind her. Hermione and Ginny scowled, wondering how she did it so quickly. "Hello, Molly! Here, let me take those." Just like that, Luna won. The first one to ever just hop in and call her Molly. Molly beamed and Ginny and Hermione traded glances of relief.

"Oh, Ginny, good! You're making my soup." Molly said, peering in the cauldron.

"Luna...can't cook." Ginny said, eyes lighting up, "I've been trying to teach her."

"Oh I could help you there." Molly offered and Luna smiled brightly. Done. Sealed. They'd be riding off into the sunset together. "Is that your knitting, Luna?"

"Yes! I'm making jumpers for the house elves Ginny bought me." Luna smiled.

"Hello to the house." Bill grinned, stepping in with Fleur who also had plates of food.

"They're all really coming." Ginny breathed. Hermione gripped her shoulder.

"We have arrived." Arthur said next, children following his every step.

"That's my Dad." Ginny grinned, "and his gang of miscreants."

Soon, everyone was there, eating and laughing. Charlie and Bill had carried the table out and Hermione had cast a spell to multiply the chairs and make it longer. Ron and Harry had flung up fairy lights and Ginny was smiling. Arthur, Charlie and Luna were talking excitedly about their plans while Ron tried to not look disturbed at the house elves sitting around his wife. Harry was grinning at Draco who'd slipped in basically unnoticed. Weasleys of all ages were pretending to ignore him. Rose was asking Percy an awful lot of questions, told by Hermione that it would save his life. Hagrid was laughing at all of it, George grinning with him as he tried once again to slip something into Luna's tea and she promptly poured it out, getting another cup.

Luna fit in almost better than Ginny did. She fit in perfectly. Ginny felt something break inside her, wondering what their children would look like. If there was a way. She'd never looked into it before. She wondered what she could get for her flat and what charity Luna would want to donate it too.

"Lovegood," Draco said, gaining her attention. "What, would you say, is your favorite animal then? Just out of curiosity." Percy leaned in, ready to pounce and Ginny gripped her wand, Hermione eyeing her.

"Oh, that's easy." Luna smiled, "tigers."

"Just.. tigers?" Harry asked, Ron leaning in. She nodded,

"tigers."

"I think that's a Ginny reference." Hermione whispered and Ginny met Luna's eyes, grinning. "what's your favorite animal, Gin?"

"Harpies. Beautiful, powerful, Harpies."

"Falcons." Draco snorted. Ginny stood, she knew what she had to do.

"I have an announcement." Everyone turned and Ron moaned, dropping his head to bang it on the table, everyone staring at him but Ginny.

"She's gonna do it." Ron warned, "she's really gonna do it."

"Do what?" Draco's eyes narrowed. He knew too, now. Everyone else was clueless.

"Hush. My announcement." Ginny smirked, "I have recovered most of my memory and there's no reason I shouldn't go back to the Harpies. But, I think, I'm past that time in my life and I'm not going back. I don't know what I'm going to do, but I'm done with Quidditch."

"Dangerous sport." Hermione nodded.

"Thank the heavens." Molly agreed. Luna just smiled.

"You can't just quit." Draco spluttered.

"Can and did." Ginny countered, sitting, "just then."

"See, Gin, I told you," Charlie Weasley said in the silence. Ginny grinned a memory coming flooding back.

"But, Charlie! You were the best! You could have picked any team, I remember the offers!" Ginny wailed, holding her broom. She was still small, Charlie had just graduated Hogwarts, "everyone thinks so! You're brilliant on a broom!"

"I don't want to play Quidditch! Ginny, I know I'm good, I do. I don't want to play!" Charlie argued, frowning as he packed his things to head off.

"But why, Charlie? Why? You love Quidditch!"

"Because some things are more important than Quidditch."

Ginny grinned at Hermione's look, picking up her glass of wine. Across the table, Luna eyed it hopefully, shooting her a half lidded look and Ginny downed it in response, turning to smile at Hermione,

"because, Mione, some things are more important than Quidditch."