A.N.- hey there lovelies, here's Chapter Seven/the epilogue- I'm all done! This has honestly been so much fun and I can't believe I'm finished with it! I'll have to write another story soon. Do you guys have any ideas? Anyway, thank you so SO much for reading and favoriting and following and reviewing this, you guys are the best, and you really made this an awesome experience. Please review once more and let me know what you think of this last chapter and the epilogue! 3 i love y'all so much. Thank you!

harrypottercrookshanks: I wanted to say thank you to you especially, because you've been reviewing for every chapter and honestly it's been really encouraging. You're the best! Also, did you mean to just leave "er" as a review last time? Not that that isn't a good review, haha.

Ilovepi: Thank you for reviewing! :D I always thought that Ginny and Luna would make a really cute couple. Luna is exactly what Ginny needs, don't you think? I hope you like this chapter XD

Luchy: I know! I got kinda sad writing it, haha. Thank you for reading this and reviewing! 3

Guest: Hello again! Thank you for reviewing dear, it really made my day! I have to admit I always thought Fred's death was the saddest in the series.. I don't know why I made myself sad like this… I originally intended to just write the story from Ginny's P.O.V., but it kind of ran away from me and here we are… :D

mergirl007: thank you! I was nervous about writing Ginny's discovery of being bi, because its such a personal thing you know? And I didn't know how to make it realistic. But now you've reassured me :) I like the idea of Ginny and Luna going to the Yule Ball together too, that actually kinda started this whole fic. And poor Neville.. he's kinda the third wheel. Anyway thanks so much hon have a great day!

Seventh year was.. different. Obviously. Now that it was no longer under an oppressive military regime, some things had to change. But really it was different from the other years too- the years before the war.

For one thing, Hogwarts itself was still in ruins in parts of it. Students didn't eat in the Great Hall until a month after school started, because there was still a danger of it collapsing. The Room of Requirement seemed to be destroyed, too, until one day in December when it suddenly appeared again. Even though the summer had been devoted entirely to repairs, though, the castle was still falling apart in places.

Some of the students felt like they were falling apart, too. People were nervous. A lot of students didn't even bother going to the Halloween feast- bad things always seemed to happen on Halloween, and it brought back too many memories, sitting at the tables and seeing the faces that weren't there.

Too many people were missing. Of course, you'd remember the important ones first- you'd remember your friends and family who died. But then it would jump up on you, and suddenly you'd realize that that girl in Care of Magical Creatures who always asked the funny questions wasn't there anymore, or that boy who used to borrow your telescope hadn't ever come back.

The house lines had been reduced somewhat, too. All the dormitories had been shaken up. Hermione Granger and Parvati Patil both ended up in the 7th year Gryffindor dorm, although technically it was their eighth year. Both had missing last year, and neither wanted to be in the same room with Lavender Brown's empty bed.

Padma Patil had lost a few friends too, so most nights she would come over to talk with her twin and sleep over. From there, it sort of snowballed: Ravenclaws, Hufflepuffs, even a few Slytherins joined the Gryffindors, and soon they ended up sleeping in the Common Room most nights, and then switching Common Rooms completely. The Hufflepuff dorm was most peoples favorite; it was warm and cozy and conveniently near the kitchens.

At any rate, this new arrangement had Ginny and Luna sleeping near to each other often. So on the nights that Ginny woke up, crying so hard she couldn't speak, Luna would be there to hold her hand and give her a hug. And on the nights when Luna would wake up with a shudder and would stare into crackling fire, thinking of those weeks in a dungeon, Ginny would be there to yank her to her feet, spin her around, and sneak her out to a late-night snack in the kitchens.

On one such occasion, Filch almost caught them, and they ended up hiding in a broom closet. Neither of them were exactly scared of Flich- both had seen a lot worse than one crabby caretaker- but it was sort of nice that their biggest worry was getting an extra detention, and fun to whisper and hide like a couple of kids.

Anyway, the broom closet proved smaller than anticipated. Ginny and Luna were packed quite tightly in. Ginny was trying very hard not to think of doing anything stupid, like kissing Luna on the mouth, perhaps, but they were so close and suddenly it was very warm and Luna accidentally brushed her hand past Ginny's face and-

"I think he's gone," said Luna serenely.

"Oh- oh yeah- um-" said Ginny, flushing. She tried the door, and swore. "It's locked,"

Luna pulled her wand out from behind her ear. "Alohomora," she said, and the door swung open.

"Oh," said Ginny, stumbling out into the hallway. "Why- why didn't I think of that?" Perhaps she was distracted because Luna was looking fantastically beautiful and was fantastically close, but that was hardly an appropriate reason to mention-

"I don't know," said Luna replacing her wand. Then she looked at her friend with concern. "Are you alright, Ginny? You're looking sort of red. Are you sick?"

"I'm fine Luna," said Ginny, weakly. "Luna?"

"Yes," said Luna absently, walking towards the kitchen.

"Never mind," said Ginny, walking after her. Never mind, she though to herself. That's right. Don't mess this up. Take it slow.

Of course, this plan back fired completely.

A few minutes later, they were sitting in the kitchens, the house elves scurrying around them. Ginny was eating a banana eclair pensively, thinking of unrequited love, and Luna was watching her.

"You're beautiful," said Luna at last.

Ginny dropped her eclair in shock. A smudge of banana filling was on the corner of her mouth, and her face was turning bright red. "Wh-what did you say?"

"I said you're beautiful," said Luna. She was looking at Ginny as one looks at a magnificent piece of art.

Ginny's mind seemed to have slowed, and spun off on two tracks. One track was chanting the mantra: "Luna thinks I'm beautiful! Luna thinks I'm beautiful! Luna thinks I'm beautiful!" in a sort of giddy voice. The other track was feeling sort of annoyed. Ginny was the Gryffindor, and Ginny was the one who was supposed to wildly declare her love. Luna wasn't supposed to start their romance, Ginny was!

Ginny's natural competitiveness won over, and before Luna could say anything else, Ginny leaned over quickly and kissed her on the mouth.

Around them, the few house-elves who were up were very embarrassed. One brave one tried to get Ginny's attention, and failed.

"Ginny," said Luna, into Ginny's ear, "The house-elves are upset,"

"Huh?" Ginny pulled back and looked around, and blushed. Again. "Oh- I'm sorry- um-"

But the house elves were already pushing them out the door. Ginny got rather roughly shoved out, actually.

"There's no need to push!" she called back, vaguely in the direction of the house elves. Then she looked at Luna and looked away immediately.

"Luna," she said desperately, "I'm really sorry- I didn't mean to," Granted, Luna didn't seem very unhappy with Ginny in the kitchens- Ginny was almost positive she had been kissing back- but maybe-

Luna laughed. "That's okay," she said. "I didn't mind,"

"You didn't?" said Ginny, shocked.

"Not at all," said Luna, grabbing Ginny's wrist and pulling her away, possibly to another broom closet.

Epilogue

Three years later

A lot had changed. The wizarding world had been making its way steadily to some sort of stability, and Ginny had graduated and gotten onto the Holyhead Harpies. Also, she was getting to married to Luna Lovegood.

It was funny how stuff like that happened. It had taken forever for Ginny to get up the nerve to kiss Luna- seven years really- and then it had felt natural and easy, and soon they were going on dates and doing silly couples things. Ginny had also agonized over telling people, too, but this was more of a "screw-it-I-am-who-I-am" declaration instead of a "holy-heck-I-hope-she-likes-me" declaration, and Ginny was generally better with anger than other emotions.

Hermione was the first person she had told. Hermione hadn't even looked up, only muttered "about time," and went on studying for her N.E.W.T.S. If that reaction was a little disappointing, Ron's made up for it: he didn't believe her at first, and then he started laughing and ended up looking very impressed.

"Luna's nice," he said eventually. "A bit strange I suppose. One might almost say.. queer,"

Ginny smacked him.

Molly and Arthur were moderately surprised themselves, but Molly immediately welcomed Luna into the family. Her other brothers all ended up being supportive too. Things progressed naturally, and on her nineteenth birthday, Ginny asked Luna to marry her. Luna agreed. Apparently she had been under the impression that they were already going to get married, and this was nothing new.

"I always knew you'd ask me eventually," she said, and kissed Ginny sweetly.

And then the day came. Luna looked radiant and ethereal, wearing a silver dress that made her seem to float. She violets in her hair instead of a veil, and had insisted Ginny do the same.

"I love you, Ginny," she said softly, later, after the ceremony.

Ginny grinned.

"Attention, everyone!" she said loudly, jumping on a nearby chair and nearly tearing her dress in the process. "I have a very important announcement to make. I have married the most beautiful, the most kind, the best witch ever to walk the earth! And we are going to dance!"

Ginny half fell, half leaped out of her chair to riotous applause. Music began- the good kind, electric and exciting and wild- and Ginny pulled Luna out onto the dance floor. Memories spun through her mind- Ginny and Luna waltzing on the train, sneaking into the Yule Ball, fighting side by side in the Department of Mysteries, kissing to the dismay of the house-elves in the kitchen, and finally, finally, hearing those three words.

"I love you, Luna Lovegood," said Ginny, and began to dance.