Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, simple as that.
I've been a Dean Thomas fan for a while now so I'm sure you can all imagine how thrilled I was that he was finally given a decent roll in the Deathly Hallows. I was even more overjoyed at the hinted romance between him and Luna, another favourite of mine.
Since the romance is just that, hinted on, I decided to take it into my own hands and here is what I think happened between Dean and Luna.
I hope you enjoy my little romance and I apologise for any spelling or grammatical errors in this chapter, Word has been spasming and this was the best I could do in the circumstances. O and also, this chapter is basically the escape from Malfoy Manor but from Luna's point of view so don't flame me for lack of originality, we'll get to that next chapter.
Lovegood
Chapter 1: Escape from Malfoy Manor
Luna hummed a spontaneous tune as she leaned her back against the stone wall of the cellar. She wasn't sure exactly how long she'd been imprisoned but she guessed she'd been locked in the room for around three months. Not very long considering poor Mr Ollivander had been there for nearly a year now. It was a shame that they had to kidnap her just before Christmas though; rather disappointing really, she'd been looking forward to seeing the horn from the Crumple-Horned Snorkack that her father had found for her.
A loud clattering began upstairs and Luna quietened, the sound of raised voices filtering down through the floorboards. The Malfoy's must be entertaining some more guests, thought Luna idly as she picked at a hole beginning to form in her knee of jeans and started up her tune again. Her eyes had eerily adapted to spending so long in the dark and she could now see remarkably well in the darkness. She tried to avoid listening to the conversations that went on upstairs, eavesdropping was rude and their conversations were rarely of a pleasant or interesting nature anyway.
The yelling continued on for a while and it sounded like Bellatrix Lestrange had become involved. "…. prisoners must be placed in the cellar, while I think what to do!" Bellatrix screeched at whoever was in the room.
Bellatrix Lestrange was not a pleasant witch, not in the slightest and thankfully Luna had had very little contact with her during her time in the cellar. But the word prisoners had brought her humming to a stop, as much as she didn't want others to be captured she couldn't help but feel slightly exciting by the fact that she would soon be joined by others, Mr Olivander wasn't exactly a fountain of conversation.
"No!" Shouted a vaguely famliar voice as footsteps echoed on the floor above. There was more screaming and grunting as Luna guessed the new prisoners were brought down to the cellar. The door screached open and she briefly saw an oddly shaped figure silhouetted against the door frame before it slammed closed and once more she was plunged into total darkeness. A terrible and drawn out female scream sounded from the room above.
"HERMIONE!" There were the sounds of someone struggling against bindings, "HERMIONE!"
"Be quiet!" Said another familiar voice, "Shut up, Ron, we need to work out a way -"
Ron? Hermione? Luna thought worriedly as the new prisoners staggered about the room and yelled. Of all the people to get captured…
"HERMIONE! HERMIONE!"
"We need a plan, stop yelling – we need to get these ropes off -"
There was only one other person that voice could be… "Harry?" she whispered timidly, "Ron? Is that you?" Harry and Ron quietened and she shifted closer to them, her night vision was returning and she could now see the outlines of Harry, Ron and two others bound together. "Harry? Ron?" More secure this time.
"Luna?" Harry said in disbelief.
"Yes, it's me!" Luna said a little louder, excited that finally she had a friend to talk to. Her excitement didn't last too long however as she realised exactly who it was that had been caught, "Oh, no, I didn't want you to be caught!"
"Luna, can you help get these ropes off?" Harry sounded relieved and Luna wondered whether he had known she had been taken hostage, she was interupted from her pondering however as she was forced to answer his question.
"Oh, yes, I expect so… there's an old nail we use if we need to break anything… just a moment…" Hermione released another earsplitting scream overhead, echoed by Bellatrix, and Ron took up his yelling again. She crawled over to wear Mr Olivander lay curled in the corner. "Mr Ollivander? Mr Ollivander have you got the nail?" She asked the senseless man, "If you just move over a little bit… I think it was beside the water jug…"
She scrambled over his leg and grabbed the rusty nail before returning back to Harry and Ron. Bellatrix was questioning Hermione about something upstairs, she guessed Harry and Ron knew what, and judging by the screams there was a large bit of torturing involved. "You need to stay still," She said as Ron struggled harder than ever against his bindings and she began to attack the knots with the nail."Ron, please stay still!" Said Luna politely yet uncharicteristically forcefully, "I can't see what I'm doing -"
"My pocket!" said Ron frantically, "In my pocket, there is a Deluminator, and it's fully of light!"
Luna had no idea what a Deluminator was or what he meant by 'It's full of light' but she figured if Ron was so excited about it it must be of some use to them. She reached into his pocket and pulled out what appeared to be a silver cigarette lighter. As she clicked the button on the side spheres of light flew into the corners of the room, properly illuminating the cellar for the first time since she had been imprisoned. "Oh, that's much easier, thanks Ron." She blinked as her eyes adjusted and continued working on the knot.
She could see Harry, face nearly unrecognisable beneath swollen features, shoulder length black hair and a fine coating of stubble, Ron looking much more like himself and far cleaner, a barely conscious Goblin and a bloody and bruised tall black boy she recognised from the DA, stood tied together by the door "Hello, Dean!" Luna said dreamily and smiled somewhat too brightly for their present circumstances, he returned the smile with a nod and pained grimace. Momentarily distracted from her goal Luna returned to it with full force as another scream rang in her ears.
The knots were nearly broken as Ron let out another "HERMIONE!" and his lunge gave the ropes the final pull they needed. "There!" Luna cried in excitement as the ropes dropped to the floor and the boys rubbed their wrists in appreciation, the Goblin fell to the ground, the ropes having been the only thing supporting him.
"Thanks," smiled Dean before grimacing in pain as a cut on his left cheek re-opened. It looked like Ron was attempting to Dissaparate without a wand, it wasn't working
"There's no way out Ron, the cellar is completely escape proof. I tried, at first. Mr Ollivander has been here for a really long time, he's tried everything." Luna said resignedly and pulled back to her previous position.
Hermione started screaming again and it looked like Harry was beginning to get panicky and started to run around the room, feeling for a way of escape. Luna shook her head at his fruitless attempts and took up her humming again, a way for her to pass the time before something exciting happened. There was no doubt in her mind that something exciting was going to happen, with all the commotion upstairs and the fact that they had captured Harry Potter.
"What else did you take, what else? ANSWER ME! CRUCIO!" Screeched Bellatrix Lestrange in a voice that passed straight through you, sending shivers up and down Luna's spine. She curled in on herself and from the corner of her eyes she could see Harry fiddling with something at his neck. Maybe he had some last resort, but she doubted it. Nothing would be able to help them get out of here, she'd established that within her first month of imprisonment.
"Help us!" Harry yelled into something shiny he had dropped on the floor, "We're in the cellar of Malfoy Manor, help us!"
Hermiones screams climbed to a new level and Luna threw her hand over her ears in an attempt to sheild the sound. Ron yelled again and Bellatrix screamed, the sounds mingling together to form a distressing and terrifying mix.
"How did you get into my vault? Did that little goblin in the cellar help you?"
"We only met him tonight! We've never been inside your vault… it isn't the real sword! It's just a copy, just a copy!"
"A copy? Oh a likely story!"
The interogation continued above her head but a new voice joined the racket, "But we can find out easily!" Came Lucius Malfoy, "Draco, fetch the goblin, he can tell us whether the sword is real or not!"
Harry ran across to where the goblin lay collapsed on the floor. "Griphook, you must tell them that sword's a fake, they musn't know it's the real one, Griphook, please -" He was cut of by the sounds of foosteps on the stairs and a moment later Draco's voice arose unsteadily from the other side of the door.
"Stand back. Line up against the back wall. Don't try anything, or I'll kill you!" he threatened in a pitiful attempt at drama and everyone shuffled to the wall. Quickly Ron clicked the Deluminator and the lights flew back into it just as Malfoy turned the key in the lock.
The door flung open and Draco marched in, wand at the ready looking paler than usual but with an unmistakable look of determination written across his features. He seized the goblin, Griphook, and holding him infront of him edged back out the door, slamming it shut behind him just as a loud crack echoed throughout the cellar rattling Luna's already shakey eardrums.
Ron clicked the Deluminator and light returned to the room, revealing it's newest occupant. A small house-elf stood in the centre of the room dressed in the oddest set of clothes she had ever seen an elf wear.
"DOBB-" Ron began before Harry hit him forcefully on the arm, silencing him. Ron looked shaken at his mistake and glanced upwards as the footsteps of Draco and Griphook sounded above his head.
The elf, Luna guessed it was the infamous Dobby she had heard so much about, looked petrified. It was quivering from head to foot, his large round eyes wider than ever as it stepped back into the home of its previous masters. "Harry Potter!" It squeaked in a voice barely above a whisper and full of terror, "Dobby has come to rescue you."
"But how did you-?" Harry was cut off as Hermione's torture recomenced. Skipping ahead he asked "You can Disapparate out of this cellar?" Dobby nodded, ears flapping energetically, " And you can take humans with you?" The ears flapped again.
Luna felt a surge of hope swell inside her, perhaps escape was possible after all. Certainly she hoped it was so.
"Right. Dobby, I want you to grab Luna, Dean and Mr Ollivander, and take them – take them to -"
"Bill and Fleur's," Gushed Ron, "Shell Cottage on the outskirts of Tinworth!"
The elf nodded again.
"And then come back," Said Harry quickly, "Can you do that, Dobby?"
"Of course, Harry Potter," The elf squeaked and hurried over to a barely conscious Mr Ollivander. Dobby took one of his hands in his own and held out the other to Luna and Dean, neither of them moved.
"Harry, we want to help you!" Luna whispered frantically.
"We can't leave you here," Added Dean.
"Go, both of you! We'll see you at Bill and Fleur's" Harry gestured them towards Dobby and a look of pain wrinkled his features. Again, Hermione screamed, "Go! Go! We'll follow, just go!"
Hurridly Luna and Dean grabbed hold of Dobby's offered hand and a crack whiplashed the air as they, along with Mr Ollivander Disapparated.
Experiencing the relatively unfamiliar sensation of Disaparrating during a time of extreme panic, Luna decided, was unadvisable. Her feet thudded to the ground as they were transporting into clean night air, slightly tinged with the smell of salt. She stumbled to the ground along with Mr Ollivander and Dean swung out his arms to catch them both, letting out a grunt at the sudden weight.
Turning her head she could see a frantic Dobby looking agitated as Bill and Fleur dashed out of the house.
"Go, quickly Dobby. We are in the right place." Luna gasped and waved her hands at the poor elf. Another crack sliced open the night air as the elf Disapparated to rescue the others.
Please review and I hope you enjoyed!
Pagan