Chapter One: His little Whispers
A/N: This is an Alternative ending to Deathly Hallows. Basically Harry never came back to life and Voldemort won. I own nothing sadly but the plot which I came up with in my sick little mind. The chapter titles are the lyrics to the Song "Monster" By Meg and Dia.
It was over and we had lost. Harry had been lost at the battle of Hogwarts. It was not long before Ron met his demise as well. Hermione and I had been running for a year. As far as we knew we were the only ones left. Both the Order and Dumbledore army where gone within the first 6 months. Thanks to Hermione's cleverness though we had been able to survive. Since it was tracked we were unable to use magic and had to survive only on our instincts. We had a small tent and Hermione's magical bag. There was one other thing that we had been able to obtain, something that often saved our lives, it was Harry's cloak. Hermione refused to tell me how she got it but all that mattered was that we had it. There had been many times we sat huddled together under the cloak while Death Eaters ransacked our tent. We had to hunt or steal food to get by but we were still able to manage. That was the life we had lived, until it all changed.
It started off as just another normal day, until Hermione told me what day it was. "It's been one year" She said softly as she ran her fingers over the invisibility cloak. I looked at Hermione. She looked much older than her 18 years. The little food we had took its toll on both of us and the bags under her eyes from no sleep simply aged her face more. I felt a pang hit my heart. Even though I had lost my father I did not have much to lose, Hermione had lost everything. She had lost the boy she loved, her best friend, her family, everything.
"We have to do this for them" She continued looking up at me. We were more than just wandering in the forest, we had a goal. After Harry had fallen, Britain became lost to Voldemort, but he had stopped there. He left the other countries alone allowing the muggles in them to continue on in ignorant bliss. The other magical communities in the world would not dare attack knowing as long as they stayed out of his business, he would stay out of theirs. Our goal was to cross the border and to get out of Britain for good. Try to start a life for ourselves somewhere else, in another country.
Hermione gave me a sad smile as she placed the cloak over her shoulders. She declared that she was going out for fire wood and pulled the hood over her face. Our tent had a fireplace with a magical filter to hide the smoke. It had saved our lives during the bitter cold winter. I watched the tent flap close and I knew she was gone. I looked into the flame of a small lamp that sat on the table. I could hardly believe that it had been a year. I could remember it like it was yesterday. I never was really sure how Hermione had been able to get us out of there. I remember her grabbing my hand and pulling me under the cloak before apperating out of Hogwarts.
My thoughts where cut short by a scream, Hermione's scream. I jumped up running to the door of the tent. That was when I heard his voice.
"Well if it isn't the Mud-blood Granger" Draco Malfoy's cold voice said with mild amusement. "We have been looking everywhere for you Granger. You have been able to avoid us for a very long time."
I heard my heart pounding in my ears as I stood at the door of the tent. I held my hand over my mouth to keep myself from screaming. I couldn't just leave her out there. I tried to think of a plan when I heard Malfoy continue to speak. "Maybe I won't turn her into Voldemort. I always had such a fancy for her. Maybe I should make her my personal play thing"
Without thinking I burst out of the tent. "Leave her alone!" I screamed. I was only free for a second before I was grabbed from behind. I saw Crabbe holding Hermione around the waist and Draco standing in front of her. I could only guess that Goyle had me.
A sly smile spread across Draco's lips. "Well how perfect is this," He said as he walked towards me. "Mud-blood Granger and Loony Lovegood." He ran his finger along my face.
"Leave her alone!" I said again looking dead into his cold eyes.
"But that would be no fun" Draco smirked, he turned his back to me and walked back to Hermione "You see I have been very lonely and I need a plaything. Not to mention that you will be free to go once you are turned it. Voldemort has declared that all Purebloods are free no matter which side they were on. Past debts have been forgiven for all of pure blood. You have nothing to fear Miss Loony. Your friend here on the other hand…"
My head was reeling. Me be free? I was sure that I would have been killed soon as I was turned over to Voldemort.. My head was still reeling from that before I was able to put two and two together about Hermione.
Draco ran his finger along her neckline "It's too bad I have always preferred blondes…" he let his hand dip down towards her breasts.
"Then take me instead" I had not even had the chance to think the words before they were out of my mouth. Draco turned to look at me his face full of surprise. I knew there was no way he would decline. He had come on to me once many years before in the halls of Hogwarts. I had turned him down but he promised that he would have me one day.
"Really Lovegood?" He asked walking back to me. "You would give up your freedom for this Mudblood?"
"On one condition." I said holding my chin high. "You not only let Hermione go but you give her safe passage out of the country and to a Muggleborn safe one. And you must swear it with an Unbreakable Vow"
"Luna, No!" Hermione yelled before Crabbe covered her mouth.
A smile covered Draco's lips. "Done, Goyle let her go"
I felt my arms being released and Goyle stepped into view. He was just as ugly as the last time I had seen him. Draco looked at Goyle who pulled out his wand. Draco grabbed my wrist with his hand as Goyle spoke "Do you Draco Malfoy swear that you will give Hermione Granger safe passage as long as Luna Lovegood swears herself to you?"
"This I vow" he said looking deep into my eyes with a smirk. I felt the burning in my wrist as I looked down at our hands. Draco laced his fingers through mine and refused to let go. "Take her to the Ministry of Magic in America" I looked up at Hermione who had tears in her eyes, this was the last thing I saw before I felt the familiar sensation of Apperation.
A/N: This chapter seems a little slow but I hope for things to get better
Also I cannot remember wither Luna was a pureblood or not. I am pretty sure she was since both her mother and father where magical but no matter what I made her one for the sake of this story
Feedback is much appreciated.
