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HARRY POTTER

Emotional baggage

Hogwarts was a weird and odd place even if you were used to it.

The people that inhabited the castle were even weirder and odder, but Luna Lovegood was a whole another thing.

“You know Harry, I’m sorry for your breakup with Ginny, but you two weren’t right together” the girl, sitting at the Gryfindor table - because what were Houses, after the war? -, said.

Ginny raised her head and nodded silently from across the table. Harry hadn’t talk to her for a long time after she dumped him because she wasn’t “strong enough for his emotional baggage” (her words, Harry would have never believed she would admit she wasn’t strong enough ever in her life) and only recently they had returned to a tentatively friendship.

“So I was thinking…" Luna went on, not acknoledging the fact that this was a conversation Harry didn't want to have - not right now, not in front of the whole Gryffindor table that was currently hosting students from the four houses, and that would spread whatever rumor to the whole school in a matter of hours, "you should date Professor Snape.”

Harry chocked on his meal. “What the fuck, Luna?” ” He gasped, trying to regain his breath.

Half of the Griffindor table - the students that had heard her - interrupted what they were doing to look at them. Nobody laughed.

Harry felt like he was the butt of a not particularly great joke.

“I’m serious, Harry," She went on, "You both have an emotional baggage,” that word again, Harry hated it “that you two can understand and handle better than anyone else. It would be a perfect balance.”

“Yes, sure," Harry rolled his eyes, "There's just the not insignificant detail that he hates me,” he replied sarcastically. And why were they even talking about it? Why was he even going along to this insanity?

“Oh, everyone knows there’s a thin line between love and hate," Luna chirped, "A thin and blurred one."

Harry wanted to bang his head against the table. And why wasn’t any of his housemates laughing, telling her how crazy it was?

“Besides you are of age and in a few months he won’t be your teacher anymore.”

“Luna,” he shook his head, "That's never going to happen."

Luna looked at him, as if she knew better. “If you say so.”