Odd One

This is an extremely short Draco Malfoy&Luna Lovegood oneshot songfic to Odd One by Sick Puppies. I am absolutely in love with this couple and this song seems to fit them PERFECTLY. So, without further ado, here it is!

Oh, by the by, I don't own any characters from Harry Potter or songs/lyrics by Sick Puppies. I do, however, own my thoughts! Hooray for those…

Also, this fic is tons better if you've listened to the song before or while reading. Seriously. It's too cute.

Odd one…

I'm watching you twirl, your skirts flying around your knees. You look like a creature. I know this is why people regard you with disdain. I know this is why you are an outcast.

I also know this is why I love you. I won't let you fall prey to anyone's viciousness… Even if it's always been against my better judgment.

Odd one, you're never alone.

I pull you into an empty corridor. People are staring. Your step falters as you skid behind me. You almost look frightened. Until you recognize me.

I draw you against me, letting the folds of your skirt rest against my legs.

I'm here and I will reflect you.

Your smile is infectious. I ignore the nudge in my stomach that is telling me to run away. I'm not a young school boy anymore. You're not young anymore, either. I let the insipid, juvenile, prejudiced repulsions I used to have over my attraction to you fall to the ground. They collect in a puddle around my feet.

Now I'm just attracted to you.

You live your life in your head, Some call it imagination.

I grin into our kiss. I know it's wrong. That is, however, exactly what makes it so tantalizing. You're on your tiptoes, keeping balance with ease. All the years of dancing around come into play here, I'm sure.

Your antics may have seemed idiotic before, but now they're admirable. You're creative. You're free.

You're mine.

Odd one, I wish I was you.

Can we trade places for a day? Let me be the object of your affection. It must be nice. Let me assume freedom through your easy complacence, through your ploy of insanity.

I know you're here. I know you're not crazy. You just don't care about what other people think of you. I envy you that.

It must be nice…

You're never concerned with acceptance.

I pull you into my arms, breathe you in. I accept you, though.

Your wand pokes my cheek; it's protruding from your hair. Your long, erratic hair. It almost matches mine blonde for blonde. I run my fingers through it.

You seem perfectly at ease. I wish, again, that I was you. I am not at ease. I worry. You're worth the world.

You pull away from me enough to wrap my arm around your shoulder. As we walk down the torch-lit corridor, I revel in the ease of our strides. I stare students down, daring any of them to mess with you.

You know what makes me smile? You don't notice. You're humming to yourself and your eyes are a little far off. To you, this is the way it should be. The way it's always been.

Don't let someone tell you you're no-one.

Luna, you're striking. You're intelligent. You care. Don't let that be taken from you. I've never met anyone like you before. Don't give yourself up.

I want to stay by your side forever. I want to tear out of this school, run for the doors with you alongside me. Could we do that? You could be you and I could be me. Nothing would matter.

Hey, it's gonna be ok.

You will survive. I may not. You, however, will find a way to make it through life's messes. You're a mess yourself.

You scrunch your nose when I tell you my fears. "You're fine". I know. "We're fine". I know.

You love me?

I know.

Odd one…

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