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The feel of her hand in his always made his heart beat, just a little faster in his chest. Even gloved as they were now to ward off the chill. She was so much smaller than he was and he reveled in the feeling of her body pressed against his. She had to step on every leaf they passed, relishing the crunch with each of them.
“Autumn is my favorite season,” she sighed softly.
“Mine too.” He squeezed her hand in reply as they crunched along the path.
Had anyone asked him three years ago if he would be wandering London parks with Luna Lovegood on his arm, he would have thought them as barmy as he once thought she was.
But that was before his eighth and final year at Hogwarts. Not many in his year decided to go back, him, Granger, and a couple of Ravenclaws. There were so few of them, that they ended up taking all of their classes with the seventh years. He and Luna were assigned an Arithmancy project together and that was when he discovered how brilliant she was. And kind. And insightful. And not even a little bit afraid of him.
Most people were afraid of him. It… was something that it took a while for him to get used to after the war. He had expected to fade back into obscurity, he had a face that was easy to forget, but by the end of the Death Eater trials, his father was almost as infamous as Lucius Malfoy. And suddenly, Theo found himself feared almost as much as Draco was in their final years. It was a feeling he didn’t like.
When he was with Luna, though, he could forget all of that. She made it easy to forget who he was, who he had been. She made him want to be better than his father ever was. It was her who brought him back to himself every time.
“Let’s get some tea,” she said, breaking through his reverie.
He looked down at her, her face shining with love for him and he kissed her nose in agreement. “Let’s,” he said.
~Fin~