A/N My first Harry Potter story :D This chapter is officially written for the story "101 reasons why Luna Lovegood" is insane from the writer Lycoris Brightwater. You should totally check out her story, cause it's awesome! MY story is going to be a bunch of one-shots (don't know how many, I see when I get there) about Draco and Luna, cause they are cute together! Have fun!

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Chapter 1 Drawings – takes place in OOTP – Book 5

He was walking towards the forbidden forest when he saw her. At first look you would think she was studying, cause her potions book lay open in her lap. But if you took a closer look you could she was drawing, all over her book. Her bag, that laid next to her, was also not spared. Many little drawings covered most of it's fabric. He thought it looked kind of funny. He took a few steps closer, thinking she hadn't took notice of him, till a dreamy voice told him otherwise.

"I can see you standing there," she told him without taking her eyes from her book, "Draco, where are your companions?" she asked in the same dreamy voice.

"And why would I tell you that, Loony?" he scoffed, but he did took another step closer, he almost stood behind her now. She didn't even looked insulted when he called her Loony, and her dreamy smile was still glued to her face. He stood there for a good 5 minutes before she talked again.

"May I draw on you?" she asked, her big blue eyes staring straight into his.

"What?" he asked shocked.

"You heard me, my bag is finished, and this book is also full, so, may I draw on you?" she asked again, her eyes still locked to his.

"Are you out of your mind?" he scoffed.

"Probably," she said, dreamingly once again, "so, that's a yes?"

"No!" he yelled.

"Oh, I'm sorry, there's no need to yell," she said, but she still remained calm. He admired her insane calmness, though he would never admit it. "You sure?" she asked again, though she wasn't worthy to get his help, she wasn't even a slytherin. He kind of wondered what would happen if he would say yes.

"What would you draw?" he asked, his voice sounded curious, but it still remained it's cold undertone.

"I don't know till I start," she said, with a new hope in her voice, "You can always wash it off."

"Okay then," Draco said, he knew he would regret this afterwards, but for some reason he just wanted to say yes. Luna's big eyes sparkled as she pulled him down to sit next to her. She rolled up his sleeve and immediately started to draw on his lower arm. Her quill scribbled over his arm, drawing a picture he couldn't make out yet. They both didn't speak when she was drawing on his arm, but it wasn't uncomfortable. After about 10 minutes the silence was broken.

"I'm finished," she announced and she took her quill of his skin. He looked down his arm and he was greeted by an beautiful phoenix, it was only black, but that didn't made it any less real. He thought a moment if he should compliment her, but he came to the conclusion that that was just weird. He stood up, un-rolled his sleeve, gave her a little smile and took of.

"I liked drawing on you," she said, in her normal dreamy voice, though he was a good thirty foot away. But he heard her.