Written for DADA Bonus Assignment (Write about the character in your previous story coming into contact with the werewolf or vampire that infected them: the first time they met and was infected)
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She'd been stuck in this prison cell for quite some time now. The actual amount of time she'd spent in the dank and musty room wasn't clear. There was no window. The food didn't come on any set schedule. The only company that came down were the Death Eaters who continued to attempt torturing information out of her.
And Draco. He was a saving light in this dark mess. Luna had begun to rely on their spy for healing draughts, spare blankets, and food to fill in all the missed meals. She was relying on him for her life. But he could only come for often unless he wished to wish his cover. Luna understood that he was doing his best to rescue her, and that he couldn't just spring her with Death Eaters everywhere. But she didn't know how much longer she could wait for her freedom.
The door to her cell blew open. The metal clashed against stone walls. Light attacked her cell, burning her eyes upon contact. In the center of the light, was a broad form. She drew back, attempting to melt herself into the water logged wall. The ragged clothes she wore provided no comfort and she could feel the man's eyes raking her form.
"Looks like you overstayed your welcome," the man spoke, stepping into the room. His steps shook the ground as he moved in. The door was slammed behind him, trapping them both in the room.
He was now kneeling in front of her. Rough hands grasped at her chin, pulling it up to face him. She couldn't see the details of his face, but she could smell the blood on his mouth. The desire to ravage her turned his eyes into a deep black. His grip on her chin tightened.
"Have to say," he spoke, leaning closer towards her. He ran the side of his cheek along hers. His beard stung. His teeth nipped on her ear causing her to flinch. "I'm glad they gave you to me."
Luna was full of fear. He gripped her forearm, pulling her roughly to her feet. She was unsteady having not stood in some time. She fell into his chest. Despite how hard she fought to free herself, he kept her close.
"I'm going to enjoy tonight." He ran a hand through her hair. "Maybe if you're lucky, you might live through this. I have to say, I'd like a little blonde in my pack."
Had she not been already coursing with fear, Luna might have passed out in fear. She tried desperately to get away, but his grip on her was strong. She was pulled from the prison cell and into the light. It was blinding as she was dragged up the stairs.
By now, she was being pulled along by her hair. She couldn't tell where she was but she could see the expensive furniture in the room and the glaring portraits on the wall. She wanted to beg to the portraits to help her, but knew nothing would come of it.
Thrown onto the ground, Luna was at least relieved to no longer have the hold on her. Until she looked up. In front of her, was Lord Voldemort. He sat on a high backed chair, a smirk on his lips. Luna couldn't look at him any longer, and turned away.
Draco was there. She was instantly relieved at the familiar face before she recognized the situation he was in. Two masked Death Eaters had him by the arms. Bruises were set over his cheeks and she was scared to know the injuries that rested under the clothes.
"It's a pleasure to have you here Miss Lovegood." Luna turned her gaze back onto Voldemort. "I know our little Draco is so very pleased to see you. After all, it's been quite some time since your last meet up."
He didn't say it out loud, but Luna knew that Draco's cover had been blown. It was her fault. Voldemort was still talking, but it was all numb to her now. She couldn't look away from the Malfoy heir. He had done so much to help them, and now Luna was going to get him killed.
Strong arms gripped her arm and she was pulled to her feet. Once more, she came face to face with Greyback. Without the musk of the dungeon, she could smell the blood on him all the more. His face was twisted into a sneer. It was the last thing she saw before the bag was shoved over her head.
She was dragged about. A sense of Apparation tugged at her. Before she could get her grounding, she found herself tied to another.
The bag was ripped from over her head. She saw trees and for a moment she was thankful for this freedom. Until she felt the ropes around her wrist. Glancing behind her, she saw blonde.
"I am so sorry, Draco," Luna pleaded at him.
"Don't," he said softly. "Not your fault. We have bigger things to worry about."
Glancing around, Luna saw that it was just the two of them in the open woods. "Where are we? What's happening?"
A howl went off in the distance. Dread overtook her. Glancing up, she saw the full moon peaking from behind the clouds. This was it.
"Hold still," Draco ordered. He was fidgeting behind her.
"What are you doing?" She couldn't get a good view.
He didn't respond, but gave a small cheer of rejoice as the ropes slipped from around the wrists. Rubbing at the soreness, she turned to look at him.
"Bit of wandless," he answered. "I can't do much, but I'm not entirely useless."
"Can you Apparate us out of here?"
Draco shook his head. "Not without a wand. Which I'm sure they were counting on. It doesn't leave us many options though."
Growling came from behind them. Turning sharply, the two came face to face with an oversized wolf. He prowled forward, his head low and teeth bared. She had never seen him in wolf form before, but she recognized the gleam in his eyes.
Greyback.
The wolf pounced. Luna stumbled backwards, Draco a step behind her. As Greyback reared for a second lung, she snatched Draco's hand and tore away from the scene. She ran as fast as she could, praying that the wolf would fall behind. He didn't though. She could hear his footsteps, his breathing. She could sense his gaze upon her back.
She stumbled and fall, taking Draco down with her.
It was enough for the wolf to close the distance. Rolling over, Luna caught sight of grey fur as it crouched on top of her. For a moment there was silence. And then Greyback sunk his teeth into her leg.
Luna screamed. She could feel Draco trying to get her away from the beast. It was no use though. Teeth were embedded into her leg. Her bones crunched from the pressure.
Greyback pulled away, blood dripping from his teeth. He made a move to bit again. Strong arms were under her arms, pulling her away from the spot.
She was growing light headed now. Pain was exploding through her body. Black was taking to her vision. Her eyelids fluttered a few times. Just before passing out, she caught sight of a silver Patronus flying away from where they sat. She briefly wondered if it was her eagle soaring away or Draco's great owl.
