A/N: Here it is folks! The moment you've been WAITING FOR. The finale. If you enjoyed this little fic please leave a review or make it one of your fav stories. It's been a dream writing this little project and I've enjoyed every minute of it. This was a departure (ha! Puns abound!) from my typical pairings. I'm usually a huge canon compliant kind of gal, but really wanted to do a femslash fic as there is like NO representation. Tons of dude slash. Not a lot of femslash, and for the life of me I could not find a good Hermione/Luna fic to save my life. So I just decided to write my own take on two of my FAV characters gettin' it on. Hope you've enjoyed! Next project I am going to be working on is a Jily epic, so stay tuned if you've had fun with this one and follow me as an author

Love and kisses -marauder23

Summary: Hermione has been tasked with going to South Africa with the Department of Magical Creature Cooperation to enact her manifesto to protect the dwindling population of Erumpents. For her plans to come together, however, she needs to work with up-and-coming Magizoologist, Luna Lovegood. Looney Lovegood and her working together? Sweet Merlin, give her strength. Hermione/Luna

Chapter 5: Shall We Give It a Go?

It was hard for Hermione not to steal glances at Luna across the table at the final debriefing. They had finished tracking the last herds of Erumpents and the measures for ensuring the males would not explode one another during the next mating season was well under way. After a final review of the manifesto and a quick overview of next steps they were dismissed. Hermione could have sworn Melokuhle winked at her before everyone was out the door, but she couldn't be sure.

Luna had waited for Hermione just outside the door, and the two walked together to the apparition point to head back to the villa. It was a challenge to keep their hands to themselves as they walked and after apparating, Luna pushed Hermione against the kitchen island before snogging her senseless. They kissed passionately, with Hermione opening her mouth, her tongue skirting Luna's lips for access. Luna responded in kind before Hermione flipped their positions, hoisting Luna so that she was sitting on top of the kitchen counter, her legs wrapped around Hermione's waist pulling her closer. As Hermione's hands sought the edge of Luna's shirt and skimmed the skin of her hips, Luna broke away from the kiss, gasping.

Hermione, a bit out of breath from the intensity of their kiss tried to gather her wits and ask a coherent question, "Is everything alright?"

Luna nodded, resting her forehead against Hermione's and swallowed to regain her own logical frame of mind and not the part that was screaming at her for breaking this kiss. "Yes, but… we should probably talk about this before we carry on."

Hermione bit her lip, attempting to reign in her desire and nodded in response, "Of course." She slowly retracted her hands that had been migrating up underneath Luna's shirt, apparently of their own will. "Yes, let's have a rational conversation about all of this."

But Luna couldn't help but laugh at this. Hermione's hair was a chaotic mess of sex-crazed curls, her mouth swollen and red from kissing, and her shirt bunched up from where Luna had her hands balled in the fabric. She looked rather distracting and delicious. But this was her idea, so she'd best try and get herself in check enough to have some semblance of intelligent thought.

"Yes," she said through giggles, coming down off the counter, grabbing Hermione's hand and escorting her to the kitchen table. "So," Luna began attempting to swallow the laughter that threated to overtake her again, "what do you think about—" she gestured vaguely in between Hermione and herself, "this," she finished lamely.

Hermione took a breath to refocus herself and to quit picturing Luna naked and in ecstasy on the bed from earlier today. She shook herself. Get a grip, Hermione. "Right," she started, looking at Luna and wringing her hands a bit. "Well, for starters, I like you." Luna smiled. Hermione laughed. "Sorry, that's rather lame, but what I mean is, I like that you bring out a different side in me. You make me feel more courageous, more carefree, but you challenge me as well. You push me out of my comfort zone—" she put her head in her hands and attempted to tame her sex hair, "clearly." They both broke out into laughter at that. "But you're smart, confident, sexy, talented…" and she was looking at Luna fiercely at this point. "And I feel ashamed I was dismissive of you at school. You are without a doubt, someone I deeply respect and admire. Both as a colleague and as a friend. And…" she trailed off. "I'm not certain what you want from us, and I'm not entirely certain I know what I want at this point, but—" and she looked like she was screwing up a whole other level of courage for this part, "I know I want you." And she exhaled finally, relieved she'd managed to choke out the words. She was sure she was all sorts of shades of pink and red, flushed from head to toe in exasperation at herself, embarrassment at her vulnerability, and a lingering fear she could not shake.

Luna had a gentle smile on her face that didn't indicate what she was thinking or feeling. It was that same infuriatingly puzzling smile Luna often wore that rather drove Hermione mad. And then the smile fell away to be replaced by an ear to ear, toothy grin, Hermione didn't think she had ever seen the other girl wear before. "Well that's a relief," Luna breathed with a laugh, grabbing for Hermione's hands. "I want you too," she said simply before carrying on. "I am so impressed with how much you have grown and learned to embrace the things that may not always make sense at first glance. But I've always admired your compassion, your empathy, and your brilliance," and Hermione couldn't help the pricks of heat at the corners of her eyes. "And, yes, I was a bit scared and uncertain when you came, and I felt something happening between us," she said steadily, watching for Hermione's reaction, "But I'm so glad it did. I think you might be worth the risk of getting hurt again." And Hermione let out a muffled sob at this piece of information.

"So, what do you say?" Luna queried. "Shall we give it a go?" But instead of responding, Hermione launched herself across the table and engulfed Luna in an all-encompassing embrace, which led to a passionate snog, which resulted in Luna dragging Hermione to her bedroom before kicking the door shut.

It was September and Ginny bustled about the cottage, attempting to clean and prepare food, with the aid of magic of course, while searching for her husband's grey trousers. "Here they are, Harry!" she exclaimed triumphantly pulling them from behind the armchair in their living room. The broom and dustpan that was roving the house almost knocked Harry to the ground as he made his way into the room. He swore loudly as he tripped over the dustpan, spilling dirt back across the floor.

"Where were they?" he grumbled, giving his shin a rub as he winced. Ginny rolled her eyes. Honestly.

"They were behind the arm chair," she stated, charming the potatoes to peel themselves over the rubbish bin.

"Why the devil were they behind the arm chair?" he asked perplexed. Ginny sidled up to him, grinning smugly.

"You remember that belated birthday present I gave you?" she purred as she grabbed his bum. Harry's eyes went wide, and he blushed a bit as he recalled said birthday present. He grinned roguishly at her. "Oh yes…" he trailed off, pulling her to him for a searing kiss. "Shall we have a repeat of that? I can lose my trousers all over again," he said, nibbling at her neck. But Ginny pulled away laughing.

"Oi! We're having people over in half an hour, Potter! Hermione's Welcome Home party isn't going to fix itself," she said, as she continued to fix dinner with her wand. Harry chuckled in response before pulling on the aforementioned trousers.

"A raincheck then?" And Ginny only giggled in response.

Ron, Neville, and Hannah arrived a bit later to help with any last-minute party preparations, and to catch up for a bit.

"So, when did Hermione say she'd be coming in, Ginny?" Ron asked, picking up a slice of the homemade bread Ginny had made for the occasion. Before Ron could take a bite, Ginny smacked it from his hand tutting loudly.

"Not until Hermione arrives, Ron!" And she glanced at her watch. "She should be here any minute." Just as she finished the phrase, a knock resounded on the door. Harry, being nearest, pulled the door open to reveal, not only Hermione but also Luna in tow. Ginny shrieked in surprise before pouncing on her friends.

"You didn't tell me Luna was coming home as well!" Ginny carried on, engulfing both of them in bone crushing hugs. "Obviously I knew you were working together in Africa, but Luna, I thought you were continuing to contract with the South African ministry until the spring."

Luna stole a glance at Hermione before meeting Ginny's questioning gaze, "Yes, I was, but I decided I'd end my contract early and come back with Hermione." Ginny nodded, guiding the two in. Harry offered to take their coats, and the friends all migrated back into the kitchen.

"We wanted to surprise you," Hermione said, smiling widely at Ginny's excitement. She hugged Ron, Harry, Neville and Hannah in turn as well. "Merlin, it's wonderful to see you lot!" Luna roved around the group, giving hugs and kisses as well, before the flurry of questions descended on the two.

"So, Africa? How was it then?"

"What were the Erumpents like up close?"

"How did you like your co-workers there?"

"What was the food like?"

"What did you do for fun?"

And Hermione and Luna did their best to answer their friends' questions, attempting to swallow a bite of food now and again, and occasionally sharing furtive glances. Hermione made her way over to Luna, who was propped up on the kitchen counter top. Luna smiled at her, sliding from the counter to stand by her side and reached for her hand. Hermione, instead, snuck her arm around Luna's waist as they stood together, talking with Ginny and Neville. Harry, Ron, and Hannah were in the dining room, discussing a few of the brews The Leaky Cauldron had just put on tap. Ginny's eyes fixed on her two friends, quite literally attached at the hip, and watched as a hooded smile passed between the two. She knew that sort of smile.

"Neville, can you go fetch me a cutting board from on top of the cabinets?" she said, shoving Neville rather roughly away. He gave her a rather indignant look, but obligingly did as he was asked nonetheless. She whirled around to her two friends again, looking back and forth between the two.

Her eyes narrowed skeptically. "Are you two…" she trailed off. In response Hermione smiled and blushed, before Luna affirmed with a nod and an affectionate smile directed at Hermione. Ginny dropped her glass, before whopping loudly. "I KNEW IT!" she shrieked, attempting to jig in the midst of broken glass. The whole room had fallen quiet as everyone stared wordlessly at Ginny's eruption. Hermione cast a quick reparo. Ginny finally seemed to realize everyone had stopped and was staring at her. Ginny looked to Hermione and Luna, unsure how exactly they wanted to proceed.

Luna cleared her throat delicately, "Hermione and I are a couple. And Ginny got a bit excited. Everyone can carry on," she said loftily, giving Hermione a quick chaste kiss before nibbling delicately on a croissant.

Everyone looked to Hermione to confirm this, to which she blushed and nodded. There was another beat of silence, before there was a scrape of a chair as Ron rose from the table. "Looks like we've got more to celebrate than just these two being home! Everyone, raise your glasses to Hermione and Luna. Cheers!" He exclaimed. Hermione and Luna beamed, interlacing their fingers and raising their glasses.