The bright, white light was blinding me and it hurt. It hurt so badly. I just want it to stop. Then a cruel voice hisses, "Where is he? Where is Potter?"
I screamed. "I don't know! I don't know! Please! Just leave me alone!"
The voice yelled "Crucio!"
And the pain increased tenfold. I was falling; falling into the darkness between life and death.
-xXx-
I woke up. Shivering, sweating, and scared, gasping for air. I'd been having that same nightmare every night since Christmas, the first night that they'd tortured me.
I waited for the voice. The voice that would comfort me, the one that would make the pain and fear go away. It had always come. Whether it was Mr. Ollivander or Hermione it'd always been there. But they're both gone now.
I stood up and walked over to my door. My hands were trembling and my face felt clammy. I stumbled into the darkness that was consuming the hallway to the door.
I knocked then turned the knob and whispered. "Dean? Dean?"
"Luna?" His drowsy voice reached my ears. "What are you doing up?"
I walked closer to his bed but stopped just in time to avoid smacking my knee on the bedpost. "I had a nightmare. It was terrible."
"It's alright, Luna. Everything will be okay. I promise."
"You don't know what it was like." I walked over to his window and pulled the curtains out of the way. "It's always the same thing: the first time that I was tortured. It's repeated again and again, night after night." Tears began rolling down my cheeks.
I heard his bedsprings creak as he stood up. "Don't worry, Luna." He hugged me.
I sniffled. We stood there, looking out his window. I looked at him and saw that he wasn't wearing a shirt. My back became rigid.
"Is something wrong?" he asked.
"Um, no, nothing at all." I swallowed.
"Okay."
"Dean..." I turned around to face him.
"Yeah, Luna?"
I stretched up on my tiptoes and pressed my lips against his.
"Thank you, Dean."
"No, thank you, Luna, I needed that."
I skipped away from Dean and back into my room. "Goodnight, Dean," I whispered.
"G'night, Luna."
-xXx-
A few minutes later I felt something burning against my neck. I felt around my neck until I felt the cord of my necklace. I pulled it up and saw the enchanted Galleon Hermione had given us two years before. It was glowing and it said to come to Hogwarts. We were fighting.
I pulled my clothes on then crossed the hall to Dean's room.
"Dean!"
"What!" he tumbled out of the bed. I giggled.
"Dean! Look, my galleon from the DA is glowing. It's from Neville. He says we have to get to Hogwarts, they're going to fight."
He looked up at me from where he was still sprawled out on the floor. "Well, that's great. That means that Harry, Ron, and Hermione are probably safe. Go down to the kitchen and leave a note for Bill and Fleur. I'll get dressed and meet you down there in a few minutes."
I tip toed into the hall and past Bill and Fleur's room then ran down the stairs. I pulled a piece of paper out of one of the drawers and found something to write with.
Bill & Fleur,
Sorry we have to leave you, too, but Dean and I went to Hogwarts to fight. We'll be safe.
Luna
I heard Dean coming down the stairs so I went and stood next to the front door.
"Let's go," he whispered and grabbed my hand. We ran out of the yard and halfway down the lane.
"Where are we supposed to Apparate to?" he asked.
"The Hog's Head. Directly into it."
"Alright. Hold on tight."
We turned on the spot. The air was squeezed out of me.
Then, I could breathe again. I took a deep breath.
Aberforth Dumbledore stood in front of us. "Oh, hello, Aberforth." I said.
"No time for that. Let's go. He rushed us up the stairs and into a secret tunnel that led, apparently, to Hogwarts.
We reached the end of the passageway. "This is it, no turning back." I said.
"Luna,"
"Yes, Dean?"
He bent down and kissed me passionately. "I really like you."
"I really like you, too, Dean." I quickly kissed him before pushing open the door and stepping out.
AN: Please review! There's still at least one more chapter out of this maybe more if you review!