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Chasing Thestrals – An Analysis of the Harry Potter//Luna Lovegood Pairing

-Did Harry Potter and Luna Lovegood ever share romantic feelings for each other?

As an avid Harry Potter reader, I am very accustomed with all seven books within the series, and every single movie revolving around the array, as well as the endgame, canon ships that conclude the story. We all know that Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley wind up together in the future, but was Ginny the only girl on his mind throughout the storyline? This, my friends, is an obvious no. It is a fact that Harry was, at one point, interested in Cho Chang, a beautiful Ravenclaw scholar who later betrayed her affliction with Dumbledore’s Army, but who’s to say he wasn’t at all interested in another, certain Ravenclaw under the name of Luna Lovegood?

From the pairs very first meeting, to their very last, known conversation, Luna and Harry have been considered great friends, obviously sharing an intricate bond that only they hold, and maybe even having some sort of feelings for each other.

“Hi, Luna,” said Ginny, “Is it okay if we take these seats?”

The girl beside the window looked up. She had straggly, waist-length, dirty-blonde hair, very pale eyebrows, and protuberant eyes that gave her a permanently surprised look. Harry knew at once why Neville had chosen to pass this compartment by. The girl gave off an aura of distinct dottiness. Perhaps it was the fact that she had stuck her wand behind her left ear for safekeeping, or that she had chosen to wear a necklace of butterbeer caps, or that she was reading a magazine upside down. Her eyes ranged over Neville and came to rest on Harry. She nodded. [OOTP, Pg. 185]

Above, their first meeting is described. Although Harry views her as an odd and dotty girl, Luna appears to think differently of the boy, as she is seen staring intently at him, and then nodding for them to sit with her. Only once she saw Harry, she agreed to the seating arrangement.

Harry and Neville stowed the three trunks and Hedwig’s cage in the luggage rack and sat down. The girl called Luna watched them over her upside-down magazine, which was called The Quibbler. She did not seem to need to blink as much as normal humans. She stared and stared at Harry, who had taken the seat opposite her and now wished he had not.

“Had a good summer, Luna?” Ginny asked.

“Yes,” said Luna dreamily, without taking her eyes off Harry. “Yes, it was quite enjoyable, you know. You’re Harry Potter,” she added. [OOTP, Pg. 185]

Despite the discomfort he is feeling, Luna continues gazing strongly at Harry, blinking very scarcely. Also, she completely ignores Ginny’s inquiry, seeing as she doesn’t look over at her and immediately changes the subject from herself to Harry.

“I’ll carry that owl, if you like,” said Luna to Harry, reaching out for Pigwidgeon as Neville stowed Trevor carefully in an inside pocket.

“Oh- er –thanks,” said Harry, handing her the cage and hoisting Hedwig’s more securely into his arms. [OOTP, Pg. 195]

It also seems that Luna is trying to be helpful towards Harry, who was carrying two owl cages at one time; a normal, friendly gesture, minus all the interested staring and all. Anybody smell a one-sided crush?

Harry felt utterly bewildered. The horse was there in front of him, gleaming solidly in the dim light issuing from the station windows behind them, vapor rising from their nostrils in the chilly night air. Yet unless Ron was faking – and it was a very feeble joke if he was – Ron could not see it at all.

“Shall we get in, then?” said Ron uncertainly, looking at Harry as if worried about him.

“Yeah,” said Harry. “Yeah, go on…”

“It’s all right,” said a dreamy voice from beside Harry as Ron vanished into the coach’s dark interior. “You’re not going mad or anything. I can see them too.”

“Can you?” said Harry desperately, turning to Luna. He could see the bat-winged horses reflected in her wide, silvery eyes.

“Oh, yes,” said Luna, “I’ve been able to see them ever since my first day here. They’ve always pulled the carriages. Don’t worry. You’re just as sane as I am.”

Smiling faintly, she climbed into the musty interior of the carriage after Ron. Not altogether reassured, Harry followed her. [OOTP, Pg. 199]

Just from this excerpt, it’s quite clear that this is the first moment Harry and Luna share. While his friends are donning him as a loon, Luna assures Harry that it’s all real, and that she can see the same things he does. Honestly, thestrals are something they bond over.

If you’ve seen the movie adaption of The Order of the Phoenix, there is a nice scene in which Harry finds Luna alone in the forest, feeding thestrals. He is immediately drawn to her feet, which are barefoot and cold. In that instance, the boy seems very serene with the surroundings, and his burdens are momentarily dropped. You see, whenever he’s with Luna, there’s always some sort of comforting message she sends him when everything seems a mess. Eventually, I would imagine this calm relationship turning into love, unlike the very forced relationship Ginny and Harry share. Unlike H/G, H/L doesn’t change the characters, but actually brings out their distinct qualities, both the good and bad, and lets them be. They can be comfortable in their own skin when around each other, which differs from other Harry ships.

Harry could hear Luna’s ludicrous lion hat roaring amidst the Gryffindor cheers and felt heartened; only thirty points in it, that was nothing, they could pull back easily. [OOTP, Pg. 410]


“Hello,” said Luna vaguely, glancing around at him as she stepped back from the notice.

“How come you’re not at the feast?” Harry asked.

“Well, I’ve lost most of my possessions,” said Luna serenely. “People take them and hide them, you know. But as it’s the last night, I really do need them back, so I’ve been putting up sign.”

She gestured toward the notice board, upon which, sure enough, she had pinned a list of all her missing books and clothes, with a plea for their return.

An odd feeling rose in Harry – an emotion quite different from the anger and grief that had filled him since Sirius’ death. It was a few moments before he realized he was feeling sorry for Luna.

“How come people hide your stuff?” he asked her, frowning.

“Oh… Well…” She shrugged. “I think they think I’m a bit odd, you know. Some people call me ‘Loony’ Lovegood, actually.”

Harry looked at her and the new feeling of pity intensified rather painfully.

“That’s no reason for them to take your things,” he said flatly. “D’you want help finding them?”

“Oh, no,” she said, smiling at him. “They’ll come back, they always do in the end. It was just that I wanted to pack tonight. Anyways… Why aren’t you at the feast?”

Harry shrugged. “Just didn’t feel like it.”

“No,” said Luna, observing him with those oddly misty, protuberant eyes. “I don’t suppose you do. That man that the Death Eaters killed was your godfather, wasn’t he? Ginny told me.”

Harry nodded curtly but found that for some reason he did not mind Luna talking about Sirius. He had just remembered that she too could see thestrals.

“Have you…” he began. “I mean, who… has anyone you’ve known ever died?”

“Yes,” said Luna simply. “my mother. She was quite an extraordinary witch, you know, but she did like to experiment and one of her spells went rather badly wrong one day. I was nine.”

“I’m sorry.” Harry mumbled.

"Yes, it was rather horrible," said Luna conversationally. "I still feel very sad about it sometimes. But I’ve still got Dad. And anyway, it’s not as though I’ll never see Mum again, is it?"
"Er - isn’t it?" said Harry uncertainly.
She shook her head in disbelief. “Oh, come on. You heard them, just behind the veil, didn’t you?
"You mean…"
"In that room with the archway. They were lurking just out of sight, that’s all. You heard them."
They looked at each other. Luna was smiling slightly. Harry did not know what to say, or to think. Luna believed so many extraordinary things… yet he had been sure he had heard voices behind the veil too…
"Are you sure you don’t want me to help you look for your stuff?" he said.
"Oh no," said Luna. "No, I think I’ll just go down and have some pudding and wait for it all to turn up… It always does in the end… Well, have a nice holiday, Harry."
"Yeah… yeah, you too."
She walked away from him, and as he watched her go, he found that the terrible weight in his stomach seemed to have lessened slightly.
[OOTP, Pgs. 862-864]

Everything above further pushes the fact that they are really close and that with just her around, Harry feels much better about everything. She seems to enjoy his company as well, as she’s always a comfort to have about. Isn’t that how lovers are supposed to feel around each other? Hey, even Hermione and Harry, who are best friends, don’t always feel that way when in the presence of the other, so that must prove that Luna and Harry are above the friendship level.

A few seconds later, Luna Lovegood emerged, trailing behind the rest of the class, a smudge of earth on her nose and her hair tied in a knot at the top of her head. When she saw Harry, her prominent eyes seemed to bulge excitedly and she made a beeline straight for him. Many of his classmates turned curiously to watch. Luna took a great breath and then said, without so much as a preliminary hello, “I believe He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named is back, and I believe you fought him and escaped from him.”
"Er - right," said Harry awkwardly. Luna was wearing what looked like a pair of orange radishes for earrings, a fact that Parvati and Lavender seemed to have noticed, as they were both giggling and pointing at her earlobes.
[OOTP, Pg. 261]

Luna appears to believe the boy everyone contradicts as a dirty liar. It makes her one of the very few people who trusted his word from the beginning. Harry also defends Luna on many occasions, for he does care. He even goes as far as to tell one of his best friends to lay off of insulting Luna!

D’you mind not offending the only people who believe me?” Harry asked Hermione as they made their way into class. [OOTP, pg. 262]


"Are we still doing D.A. meetings this year, Harry?" asked Luna, who was detaching a pair of psychedelic spectacles from the middle of The Quibbler.
"No point now we’ve got rid of Umbridge is there?" said Harry, sitting down. Neville bumped his head against the seat as he emerged from under it. He looked most disappointed.
"I liked the D.A.! I learned loads with you!"
"I enjoyed the meetings too," said Luna serenely. "It was like having friends."
This was one of those uncomfortable things Luna often said and which made Harry feel a squirming mixture of pity and embarrassment. Before he could respond, however, there was a disturbance outside their compartment door; a group of forth-year girls was whispering and giggling together on the other side of the glass.

“You ask him!”

“No, you!”

“I’ll do it!”

And one of them, a bold-looking girl with large dark eyes, a prominent chin, and long black hair pushed her way through the door.

“Hi, Harry, I’m Romilda, Romilda Vane,” she said loudly and confidently. “Why don’t you join us in our compartment? You don’t have to sit with them,” she added in a stage whisper, indicating Neville’s bottom, which was sticking out from under the seat as he groped around for Trevor, and Luna, who was now wearing her free Spectrespecs, which gave her the look of a demented, multicolored owl.

“They’re friends of mine,” said Harry coldly.

“Oh,” said the girl, looking very surprised. “Oh, okay.”

And she withdrew, sliding the door closed behind her.

"People expect you to have cooler friends than us," said Luna, once again displaying her knack for embarrassing honesty.
"You are cool," said Harry shortly. "None of them was at the Ministry. They didn’t fight with me."
"That’s a very nice thing to say," beamed Luna.
[HBP, Pg. 137-139]

To say that they haven’t a stable relationship, at least one of friendship, is utterly insane. He defends her from bullies and she drives away his problems. It’s a simply delightful match! Despite their sometimes awkward moments;

Harry had only just managed to get the last of them down before the door creaked open and Luna Lovegood entered, looking dreamy as always.
"Hello," she said vaguely, looking around at what remained of the decorations. "These are nice, did you put them up?"
"No," said Harry, "it was Dobby the house-elf."
"Mistletoe," said Luna dreamily, pointing at a large clump of white berries placed almost over Harry’s head. He jumped out from under it. "Good thinking," said Luna very seriously. "It’s often infested with nargles."
[HBP, Pg. 452-453]

…there is always a moment between them that strikes a flame.

Luna had decorated her bedroom ceiling with five beautifully detailed painted faces: Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and Neville. They were not moving as the portraits at Hogwarts moved, but there was a certain magic about them all the same: Harry thought they breathed. What appeared to be fine golden chains wove around the pictures, linking them together, but after examining them for a minute or so, Harry realized the chains were actually one word, repeated a thousand times in golden ink: friends… friends… friends…
Harry felt a great rush of affection for Luna. He looked around the room. There was a large photograph beside the bed, of a young Luna and a woman who looked very like her. They were hugging. Luna looked rather better-groomed in the picture than Harry had ever seen her in life. [DH, Pg. 417]

It was nearly dawn when he remembered Luna, alone in a cell in Azkaban, surrounded by dementors, and he suddenly felt ashamed of himself. He had forgotten all about her in his feverish contemplation of the Hallows. If only they could rescue her… [DH, Pgs. 434-435]


When he arrived in the entrance hall at eight o’clock that night, he found an unusually large number of girls lurking there, all of whom seemed to be staring at him resentfully as he approached Luna. She was wearing a set of spangled silver robes that were attracting a certain amount of giggles from the onlookers, but otherwise she looked quite nice.


"That’s right," said Luna encouragingly, as if they were back in the Room of Requirement and this was simply spell practice for the D.A. "That’s right, Harry… come on, think of something happy…"
"Something happy?" he said, his voice cracked.
"We’re all still here," she whispered, "we’re still fighting. Come on, now…"
There was a silver spark, then a wavering light, and then, with the greatest effort it had ever cost him, the stag burst from the end of Harry’s wand.
[DH, pg. 649]

Obviously, Mr. Harry Potter is constantly thinking of Luna, and feels affection for her! He also thinks she has a nice quirk that makes her pretty. Is anything missing? In this pair’s history, there is a fair amount of odd, friendly moments, a handful of closer-than-companion, caring moments, and the occasional funny moment:

"I don’t think you should be an Auror, Harry," said Luna unexpectedly. Everybody looked at her. "The Aurors are part of the Rotfang Conspiracy, I thought everyone knew that. They’re working to bring down the Ministry of Magic from within using a combination of Dark Magic and gum disease."
Harry inhaled half his mead up his nose as he started to laugh. Really, it had been worth bringing Luna just for this.
[HBP, Pg. 320]

Hell, even the actors who portray the characters think they’re perfect for each other! That makes both Evanna and Dan! Also, Evanna is a rabid Romione supporter, so we can assume she like Harry//Luna as well:

Interviewer: So, who’re you going to end up with?
Daniel Radcliff:
Oh, in the films? Oh, I think Luna, probably, by the end, I think Luna Lovegood, definitely. Ultimately in this one it’s probably going to be Cho Chang, but um, in the fifth book, we all know that
goes horribly wrong, so you know, I think ultimately Luna Lovegood would be my prediction.


Interviewer: “If you had to choose between Hermione, Ginny, Luna, and Cho Chang, for you, who is the best couple for Harry?”
"Um, I would say Luna."
Dan: “Because I think…I think her and Harry have both had similar pasts, and that we’ve both had, um, we’ve both had people die who had been very close to us, and um, and…I think Harry’s got definitely…there is definitely an affinity, a very strong connection to Luna.”


Evanna Lynch: “She really likes [the DA], because she doesn’t have any friends, and then when she heard - she likes Harry, you know, and then when she heard he was doing this army, she wanted to go, like to learn the magic, but also to make friends. You know she likes - she’s not a loner, although she is alone. She doesn’t want to be alone, she wants to have friends.”


Evanna Lynch: “It’s a strange bond between Harry and Luna. It’s like, um, he kind of, he thinks… I think he’s a little bit self-conscious, you know? And everyone’s against him in the fifth book, and he doesn’t want that, you know, and so he wants to fit in with everyone because he’s never fitted in with anyone. And then when Luna comes along, he likes her, you know, like he’s fascinated by her, and she’s wise; she has really good insight into people. And she knows he’s fascinated by her and she wants to be friends with him.”

To sum up this intricately long, but informative, essay about the imaginary pairing of Harry and Luna, we must flash back to the question at hand; did Harry Potter ever have romantic feelings for Luna Lovegood? My answer to this question is a definite yes, for the evidence above shows how easily their friendship morphed from steady companions in the fifth year to affectionate, but unknown, lovers in the seventh year. The two mustered enough affection for each other throughout their existence, but as the stars say, Harry was meant to be with Ginny, and we’re guessing Loony knew this from the start. As adults, we are certain they are still friends, but statistics show past feelings may still remain. It would have never worked out, skeptics would like to think, but while the two chase thestrals, we can never be absolutely sure…

After a while, exhausted and drained, Harry found himself sitting on a bench beside Luna.
"I’d want some peace and quiet, if it were me," she said.
"I’d love some," he replied.
"I’ll distract them all," she said. "Use your Cloak."
And before he could say a word she had cried, “Oooh, look, a Blibbering Humdinger!” and pointed out the window.
[DH, pg. 745]

~Luna and Harry’s final act

Harry and Luna
"What are nargles?"
"No idea. You’d have to ask Luna.”

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