Harry apparated into his living room and let out a long sigh. He went to the loo to look at his eye in the mirror. He let out an irritated grunt when he saw that it was already turning black. He went to his ice box to find something cold. He knew Ron was going to be mad but never in his wildest did he think Ron had it in him strike him the way he did. The last time he could recall such a thing happening was during their sixth year at Hogwarts while Ron was under the heavy influence of a love potion.

He grabbed a pint of ice cream and held the side of the container against his eye. He exhaled when he felt the sensation of the cold against the swelling. He also took a spoon and sat down at his desk. A few minutes later he took the pint off of his eye and began eating the ice cream while trying to keep his mind on other things than the incident that had just transpired at The Leaky Cauldron. He began to look at the parchment in front of him for his job. It was to no avail so he put it away after putting a spoon full of ice cream in his mouth.

He pinched the bridge of his nose in irritation. He looked around the flat he had been sharing with Ginny and knew he could not stand being at home any longer after everything that happened within the past few hours. He then remembered that he was officially on vacation since he had gotten off from work. He glanced up at a map he had up on the wall and wondered where a good place was to go on vacation to get away from it all. Even for at least a little while. He pointed his wand at a random spot on the map. It pointed at Sweden.

"Better place than any I suppose," he said aloud.

Before long he was packed and had his travel arranged. He apparated to the specific train station the Ministry told him to go to and was on his way to Sweden. He slept for most of the trip. The little while he was awake for, he just ate and read up on newly instated policies for apprehending Dark Wizards when muggles are present. When he got off the train, he took a deep breath and let out a sigh of relief. He was glad to be somewhere no one would expect him to be that was beautiful too. On his way to the hotel he was planning to stay at, he passed by a beautiful field and forest landscape. At the spur of the moment, he decided he would instead try camping in lieu of a hotel. It would be the first time he would be camping ever since he, Hermione and Ron were looking for Horcruxes.
He got the gear necessary and was in a great spot with everything set up before nightfall. After he got the fire started with his wand, he sat down in his camping chair and for the first time ever, looked up at the stars. In that moment, he forgot about all of his troubles. From the events a mere few years ago with Voldemort to the incident that took place earlier that morning. It put a rare smile on his face. For the first time in as long as he could remember, he was euphoric.

As he lost himself in the beauty of his surroundings, his thoughts drifted again, once more to what had happened at The Leaky Cauldron. It didn't last long though as his attention was taken by the gentle, melodious and dreamy voice that he had not heard in a long time.

"Harry Potter? What are you doing here in Sweden?"

He looked over taken aback, "Luna? Merlin's beard!"

He jumped out out of his chair and hugged her. She hugged him back with a smile. He set up another chair for her and they both sat down after he gave her another hug. When the initial shock of the random encounter wore off, Harry composed himself and sat down with her.

Harry took a moment to look her over. Her dirty blond hair was pulled back in a ponytail that now hung down almost to her waist and her gray eyes nearly sparkled with the falling night. She was wearing a brown shirt with tanned short shorts and hiking boots. He took in her pale, Irish skin that helped extenuate her smile. He couldn't remember ever taking in her features before and couldn't figure out why he was doing it now. He continued to intently look at her as they sat down. All of her many features he had never noticed before stood out to him. He then remembered they were talking and brought himself back to the conversation.

"I did not at all expect that I would run into anyone here from Hogwarts. Least of all you. This is a very pleasant surprise," he said with a smile.

"I'm here looking for Crumple-Horned Snorkack's. So far I haven't found any or even a trace of them really," she said indifferently but also with a hint of disappointment.

"I'm sorry to hear that," Harry apologized.

"Oh it's quite alright Harry. I have only began searching for them again. First time since the summer after Dumbledore's Army," she replied calmly. "So what brought you all the way to Sweden? And what happened to your eye? It looks like a Dabberblimp collided with you."

Harry let out a sigh and held up his index finger. He went into his tent and came back with two bottles of Butter Beer. He offered one to Luna. She respectfully declined but asked for the cap to it. With a chuckle he handed her the cap and took a drink when he sat back down. He took another drink before turning to Luna. He found himself taking her in again when he saw that she still wore the necklace of Butter Beer caps. He shook his head and told himself that it was just because he had not seen her in some time.

"Well, I still have no idea what a Dabberblimp is, therefore I can assure you that's not what happened to my eye. Anyways, what led to my eye injury is a bit of a long story. So for the last while, I have been a touch unhappy at home. Things haven't been well with me and Ginny. Mostly because I have not been happy," Harry explained.

"Oh dear," Luna exclaimed with a touch of concern and then looked Harry in the eye. "Was it the Nargles telling you to be unhappy? Or did the Wrackspurts cause it? You two seemed so happy together before I left London to come here to look for the Snorkack's and other undocumented creatures," she noted with a serious tone.

Harry stared at her blankly for a moment and then smiled. "No, no. I'm rather certain it wasn't either of those. We were happy before you left. However, in the past year or two, Ginny has thrown herself so much into her Quidditch career and yet expressed her constant frustration and displeasure with me for devoting the same amount of time to the Aurors Department. When I brought up how it wasn't fair that I supported her and the time she devoted to make her career work but wasn't giving me the same support, we had the worst argument ever," Harry explained.

Luna placed a hand on his shoulder sympathetically. "That's terrible Harry. I never thought her to be the kind of person who feels she needs to control you. Though you have always been one to avoid arguments even it meant not saying what is on your mind."

Harry raised his eyebrows and took another sip of his Butter Beer. "Nice to see you're still as honest as ever. Despite how uncomfortable it may be," he trailed off.

She just grinned at his response. To Harry's surprise, she was looking on still paying attention to and interested in the conversation. He could not remember when she remained interested in conversations for more than a few moments. But not knowing how much longer he would have her attention he finished. He found himself actually enjoying the conversation too. Despite the negative premise that came with it.

"About a month ago I decided I could no longer handle the tension or the treatment and had it out with Ginny. She promised it would be different, but a few weeks later she was still getting mad when we apparated home at the same time after a sixteen hour day. After that argument I slept at the office for a few days and then decided I am not going to marry her. I informed her this morning at The Leaky Cauldron that it's over, took back the engagement ring and told her that she needs to move out of the flat," he finished.

"Is that when the Nargles told her to hit you in the eye?" she asked as if dazed.

"Actually no. Ron was there when I had it out with Ginny. He said that I betrayed him and then he punched me. I didn't see it coming either. A part of me can't help but to think that I should have expected it though. After they left, I went home, couldn't stand being there and decided that since I am on vacation, to go somewhere that is not London. I pointed my wand at a map and it pointed here to Sweden. I just needed to get away you know?" he answered.

"So you decided to run away for a little bit?" she asked .

Harry took in a breath and nodded as he exhaled. "I guess I did in a way. At the same time I will be going back to London. I like to think of it as, I just stepped away for a tick. I needed to be away from everyone and everything. Hermione has been away for a while. She has her problems and deal going right now so I can't really turn to her. So leaving for a while for somewhere no one would look for me seemed like the best option at that moment."

"I get it. Going away and then coming back can give you a new perspective when you forget about the Nargles and Wrackspurts," she pointed out.

"You know, in times like this I wish I was invisible. Like I hope that no one realizes I'm gone and then I come back to London, no one will notice or care that I'm back," Harry admitted.

"I always imagine what it would be like to be invisible. I like to think that it would be like being free but trapped at the same time," Luna responded seemingly to no one in particular.

After a moment of silence, Harry finished his Butter Beer and clicked his tongue. "You know, let's move away from this and you tell me about your job so far trying to discover the new species you've been looking for. How many have you found and what are they called?"

Luna smiled and began telling Harry about how her journey had been going since she arrived in Sweden. Harry just became instantly interested. He tried to remember that he had just ended another relationship not even fourteen hours prior. That and he could not remember ever being interested in Luna. He spent the night telling himself that her story was interesting and that he was enjoying the company of someone who would not judge him. Or so he hoped wouldn't judge him.