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AN: This is my first submission, so go easy! That being said, I'd love to hear your feedback and even ideas of how you might want this story to play out- I am after all here to please.
Rated M just to be safe, due to swearing and possible scenes of a sexual nature in later chapters.
To say that I was surprised when Luna Lovegood cornered me on the way to my common room after potions would be an understatement. Not that I disliked the girl, but our friendship- if you could call it that- was small and consisted of nodding our heads in acknowledgement of each other in the corridors. Thus, when the normally spaced out blonde dragged me into one of the many alcoves that lined the dungeons leading to the Slytherin common room caught me slightly off guard. Briefly, I wondered if she had been waiting for me down here in the dank stretch of building and then marvelled at her bravery, or stupidity. Although the war was over now and most of the older students had returned to Hogwarts to finish their education the animosity between the Slytherin house and the rest of the school had little changed.
Although, as surprised as I was, that did not mean I was displeased. Luna may be strange sometimes, with her warbling's about Wrackspurts and such, but that did not mean she was not pretty, and that did not mean I was not a red blooded teenage boy. Studying her in the dim light available whilst I waited for her to speak, I took the time to take all of her in. Her hair was pale translucent blonde falling to her shoulders in soft waves, sending out blasts of something sweet like apples every time she moved. Her skin, once seemingly under-nourished had developed a soft tan making the blue of her eyes pop and glow. But what I found most appealing, more than the well kept body and the smooth curves that lead to the swell of her ample breasts, was the innocent in those clear blue eyes. The girl had seen more sorrow than I cared to think about, fought in the front lines beside Potter and co, ran and was hunted yet still she walked round, hope shining out from her like a beacon calling the lost home. Yes, I decided, given the chance I could certainly fall for a girl like Luna Lovegood expectations be damned. However, it seemed fate had other plans for me.
She had been staring at me for some time now, and looking her in the eyes now I was shocked to find no evidence of the dream like expression normally found on the girls face. Instead I saw a hard set determination but more than that, more disturbing than that, for the first time ever I saw pain in her eyes. The kind of pain that forces the breath out of your lungs and makes your knees feel weak. That was the funny thing about pain, it had such a demand to be felt that it would transfer from person to person, like a parasite before that person even knew what they were in pain for. And so, such as the case was, I knew in that moment whatever Luna was about to ask me to do I could not refuse. The dynamics of our relationship were about the shift dramatically.
Inhaling slightly, closing her eyes and squaring her shoulders she said help her and eyes still tight shut she added please. I didn't know who she was, but there was something her voice, something that made her seem so small and vulnerable, that stopped me from asking any questions. Instead I simply said okay.
AN: So a short chapter I know, but still, what did you think?