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I really don't know why I wrote this but I hade the urge for this pairing. And found no one had ever wrote anything about them, apart from one I found on myspace about a cross dressing Harry, so I made this. I've been writing about Draco and one of my own characters on polyvore and might put it on here sometime.
Luna POV
It all started when I sought comfort from someone, anyone. As it was late no one was awake, only one person. I remember everything about that night so clearly.
Walking as quietly as I could down the large halls I ended up arriving near Slytherin Dungeons, tears were trickling down my cheeks as I whispered out 'hello's to anyone that was there. Quite quickly my voice started getting louder and eventually I heard someone reply.
"What are you doing out of your dorm?" came the voice. I was amazed to find Professor Snape, dressed in black pajamas, emerge from one of the shadows.
I couldn't reply as I didn't know myself, instead the tears fell harder.
"Miss Lovegood, what is the matter?" Professor Snape asked his voice becoming softer.
"I...can't remember...my...mother's...face." I whimpered desperately trying to remember, but all I saw was a blur. Snape just stood before me wondering what to say.
"I'm sorry, Miss Lovegood, but I can't help. Do you have a photo of her?" he hushed walking towards me.
"Only...at home...my..dad...he was cleaning...it broke..." I rambled out. Before I could stop myself I grabbed Snape's cold hand. "I...don't want...to forget...her."
Quickly, he ushered me into his room. Obviously not wanting anyone to see or hear me. His room was cold and dark, exactly as I had expected it. He sat me down on a chair and wrapped a blanket around my shoulders.
"If you love her, you will never, ever, forget her." He told me, smiling. I had never seen him smile before and it made me feel better.
"Are you sure?" I asked my voice barely above a whisper.
"Positive." he answered, "I think you better get back to your dorm, Luna."
At this I shook my head wildly not wanting to go back to the room filled with photos of family that weren't mine.
"NO!" I demanded, Snape looked me in the eyes as he replied.
"Fine, stay here, you can sleep in my bed." He said placing the blanket around my shoulders on the floor and laying down on it.
"Are you sure?" I asked feeling bad that he was going to sleep on the floor.
"Just go to sleep." he replied smiling up at me.
That was the beginning of our relationship, it started out me just sleeping in his room on nights I couldn't sleep. But soon I started sharing the bed too. We both knew we shouldn't, but no one was ever going to find out. It wasn't like we were doing anything in the bed, just sleeping.