Chapter 1: Cuts.
She wasn't in the mood. The war going on, her friends either going missing or dead, her father always in danger for his writings in The Quibbler. Oh, in the inside she wanted to scream. Luna wanted to scream badly, but she didn't. Instead she skipped through the Hogwarts grounds. She didn't want anyone to worry. She especially didn't want Neville to worry. They both fancied each other, although she thought this wasn't the right time to like anybody, Neville always brought comfort to her, telling her she would be fine. Neville only knew just bit of her worries. The war was changing everybody; that much she had noticed.
She was skipping through the West Wing, while she saw blood drops, Interesting splats, they were. They looked like blood splats you would get from Garden Gnome bites. As she followed the blood trail, she was curious to what would have done this. She continued until the blood ended in the Boys Bathroom. It was the one not much would enter, which made Luna even more curious. She opened the door to see Malfoy. The blond Slytherin who was a Death Eater had in fact Garden Gnome bite marks on his left leg.
She noticed Malfoy, still putting her head thought the door but not her body, just open enough to see what was going on.
"Damn!", he shouted.
She couldn't help it; it was in her good nature to help, even if it meant the enemy.
"Malfoy." She said with her wand out, just in case he tries to hex her.
"What the hell are you doing here?"
"Malfoy, that's a Garden Gnome bite."
"You don't think I know that? Get the hell out of here, Blood Traitor." He said. It made her laugh on the inside of how he thinks that word matters anymore. But she hated the fact that was how she and other purebloods that weren't on Voldemort's side, were labeled as blood traitors.
"Malfoy, you need a potion for that or else it will get infected. Let me see if I have it in my bag."
She looked closely until she found a vile full of a substance just for various types of bites.
"Here, just rub it on the cuts."
She carefully gave the vile to him. He looked at it with disgust. He opened the area to where the blood was coming from. Luna saw exactly 7 bite marks. A young gnome had bitten him.
She turned around to go out of the bathroom.
"Aren't you forgetting something, blood traitor?"
She turned around to find that Malfoy was giving a half- empty vile.
"Keep it; I suspect you would need it later. You are a Death Eater; there will be more bites to come, Malfoy."
And that was how she left him, confused and burning from the truth.
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What the hell did a blood traitor know anyway? , he thought when he looked at the bite marks. This girl, Luna or whatever her name is, helping him and then leaving him miserable. He wouldn't let this ruin him, not now. He had to go back to Hogwarts to protect himself from Voldemort. It was pathetic, since he himself knew that Hogwarts was a wretched school to be in but it was the only thing, or so is mother has told him that would keep him safe. His failure at the Astronomy Tower was haunting him. Every time he saw it, he felt like his insides would burst.
He looked at himself in the mirror to see that he looked horrible. Bloodshot eyes that made him more like a werewolf than wizard. He looked around the bathroom and cleaned up the place. He was afraid that maybe Voldemort had someone on his side that was tacking him down.
He walked on still Luna's word, hanging in his head."You're a Death Eater; there will be more bites to come."
He really didn't care anymore. In fact he wished Voldemort would just appear and just kill him on the spot. He walked out the bathroom with the vile in his hand, when before he got out, he looked at the vile and threw it hard on the ground. The vile was shattered but not her words. Her words were like many he heard from the people in the Order, but her words were what stood out. Whatever, Screw that Blood traitor.
He walked limping out toward his room.
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Neville was in her room. She was crying from the hell she was in. She didn't want to Neville to know but he was the only thing that wasn't making her feel like all was lost.
She sobbed and he comforted he. That was how she liked it. She looked at him with her teary gaze. He stroked her hair, with meaningful gazes.
"Luna, it will be okay."
"Neville, you won't go, will you?" she asked with fear.
"Luna, you know I will have to at some point. Harry needs us more than ever, if he calls for me, I will have to go. It would be horrible if I didn't go and all those lives will seem like they were gone for nothing and like they died in vain."
"Neville, just don't die."
"I won't. I promise."
She nodded and put her head slowly on his shoulder and he put his arms around her. This was the only time it seemed that she was safe. Her and Neville sitting on her bed, looking out the grounds, safe with each other. It was her sanctuary.
Author's Note: Okay, well this is the first chapter of the whole Draco and Luna fanfic. Like it? Tell me how it was. Follow me for Updates. Oh and I do not own the characters, just the Plot.