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When Harry was a child, he and Luna got sat down before bedtime and got told stories of their parents amazing adventures. Of how his two dads had gone to dangerous caves of the sides of cliffs and traveled the whole of England in search of these things they called Horcrux.
The claimed they slaved away hours of their time and nearly died as many times as the two youngsters had hair on their head.
At this Uncle Moony would always scoff and claim the couple was being ridiculous, and that he and Sirius did just as much as they did in the attempts to save the wisarding world.
They two got giving the task of destroying horcrux and they did just as many thing for The Order.
Lunas mom Aunt Lily says that while the boys were doing what they did, she and Aunt Pandora took hours at a time trying to identify spies working against the order. She always told Harry how much she would have liked to meet Peter.
Harry doughted he would ever like a traitor, and he and Luna spent that day making promises that they would never betray one another.
Now that Harry and Luna are grown, they know the full strory.
At the age of eleven, they know that their parents and Uncle Moody and Padfoot had joined the order to fight against Voldemort to protect the wizarding world. The guys successfully destroyed the Horcruxes while the girls; which included aunt Marlene, Mary and Dorcas;worked overtime identifying traitors and spies while also apprehending the Dark Lords followers.
Lily always says Harry would have loved Mary, but she died after a violent encounter with the death eaters.
Regulus told the two that Dumbledore had killed Voldemort after they had destroyed the Horcruxes. Harry didnt like Dumbledore, and neither did Luna.
The two knew that even though their guardians have told them the full story, they would never really know the true story. Not the way the adults do.
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Harry woke up with a pillow striking his face.
"Harry wake up! The letters are here!" Luna tells him, her voice full of excitement.
He sat up with a groan, wondering what the hell Luna was on about. He rubbed his eyes, his mind still foggy from sleep. "Luna, what are you on about?"
She didnt reply, but instead she grabbed his glasses, stuffed them on his face and all but yanked him out of his bed.
He stood for a second, stunned. And then she was out of his door and running down the stairs with all the energy in the world. /She must have stolen mine/.
Harry followed her very hesitantly down to the living room just to flop down on the couch nearest the fire. Not even to seconds later was something being tjrown at him.
"Luna-" he tried to start but was cut off.
"Just open your bloody letter!"
Harry sighed. He knew he would not get out of this and he couldnt say no even if he wanted to. Not with how excited she was. He realised Luna had a letter of her own, and that is what finally made him look at the letter.