Chapter 2: News
She woke with a start. She had been blinded by the sun escaping through the windows. Funny how in the midst of all this chaos, there was still light somewhere. She was tired. Why shouldn't she be? She cried till her eyes burned last night. She cried while she was with the company of Neville.
Neville.
Where the hell was he? He was here in the Ravenclaw Common Room in secret. She knew a place in the common room where no one really went so they decided to stay there. But she couldn't remember what the hell had happened last night.
She got up quickly grabbed her wand and her bag full of useful potions and ran out of the room.
She was in a panic. What if Harry called him? What if something happened? What if someone took him? That was when the idea of Draco, the death eater came to her mind. HE is the only one that can come to Hogwarts without a fight. He works for Voldemort and Neville is part of the Order. Did he do this to take revenge on her for yesterday's event?
Shit.
She ran to the direction of the Slytherin Common Room. That Death Eater, She thought to herself. She would do horrible things to him if he even touches Neville. Neville was her safe haven; the only person in the whole school that kept her going.
She was panting now as she went right and left through the halls. She saw him sitting on bench against the hallway wall and looking even more miserable than ever.
"Malfoy!" she screamed on the top of her lungs and pointed her wand at him. She was running towards him.
"What the?" he looked puzzled as she was running like a mad witch.
"Where the hell is he?" she asked.
"Who?" he asked.
"Don't play dumb with me! STUPEFY!" she yelled as an orange fiery color came out of her wand and attacked the blond death eater.
He didn't have time to defend himself; he just fell on the floor.
She went next to him, stunned by what she just did. She still didn't give up with her "interrogation". Crouching down she asked,
"Malfoy, where is he? Please just give him to me."
"I…. don't... know… what… the... hell... you're…. talking... about." he said as he was slowly regaining his consciousness.
"So you don't have Neville?"
Draco opened her eyes to look at the witch's blue eyes. He got up slowly to be in eye level with her.
"Why would I?" he said with disgust in his face, as if even kidnapping Neville was a disgrace.
"Well, have you seen him?"
"No, I didn't okay, blood traitor?
"Sorry about the spell. You feel dizzy don't you? Just drink some pumpkin juice and you'll be back to being… you."She was careful with her words; afraid that maybe he might do something to Neville.
Why the hell is she helping him?
"Yeah, okay, I don't need a good-for-nothing blood traitor to tell me what to do. I can take care of myself, thank you very much."
She nodded before turning and running like the way she did with her hair flowing behind her.
Her hair.
That was what drew Draco to take one last glimpse of the witch before she turned. Her hair was flowing like any hair should. It was beautiful.
He shook it off; the bloody school was getting to him.
"Pumpkin juice, yeah right." He got up from the floor and walked back into the Slytherin common room.
…
He was lying down like a lazy ass in his bed; one arm on his face covering the blasted sunlight, the other just lying around aimlessly. Class didn't start until an hour, which meant that the incident with the blond, blue eyed witch happened around 6:30 am. It was around seven now. He couldn't believe he was still up at this time. Truth to be told he couldn't sleep; the fear of Voldemort sending one of his followers or Death Eaters to harm him sacred him so much, he was afraid of sleeping.
He still had the image of the witch's flowing hair in his head.
He wanted to forget it; he didn't want the image clouding his mind. Why is his mind doing that? He just wanted to be free for a brief moment, but even that rarely happens. It still amazed him that Luna came to him to distract him from those worries, almost like fate.
He couldn't sleep last night, so he went on walking around the castle and around 6 he sat on that bench just across the entrance of the Slytherin common room. That's when she came. Miracle, that's what she was, sure it hurt like hell but it distract him from thinking about Voldemort and survival. He didn't like her, no; he just wanted someone or something to distract him.
He got up anyway, thinking it was useless to try to get a decent nap. He looked at his robes and fixed a few things on it and he got his school bag and got out. Before he did he went to his chest full of school things and pulled out a bottle labeled Pumpkin Juice. The one his mother gave just in case.
He took it to his hand, looked at the bottle, and threw it back in the chest.
"What a load of shit."
And with that final action, he went out his room outsides to see his fellow Slytherins.
…
She found him; he was by the lake where mysterious sea creatures lived.
"NEVILLE!" she screamed with both anger and happiness.
He turned around with pants rolled up, in the water and smiled. He waved at her.
She was coming down the hill in such a hurry for a minute she thought she was going to lose her balance.
"Neville, where the hell were you?!"
He didn't understand, he wasn't sure if he wanted to.
"Luna, what's wrong?"
She came down, her shoes almost touching the water.
"Where were you? You could have woken me up! You could have died! Something would have happened! I thought something happened to you!"
Right now she was looking at the ground, with tears streaming out of her blue eyes, it burned her eyes. She just couldn't cry anymore.
"Oh, Luna." he got out of the water and hugged her.
"Look at me, I'm fine. Last night I heard a couple people coming to our secret hideout so I had to apparate. When I did, I went to my room slept a little and came here."
He was stroking her hair as he was comforting her with his words.
"Damn you Neville." She said with a giggle.
"You know I cast a stupefy spell on Malfoy because I thought he took you."
"Really? Good, that Death Eater deserves it. Come on get in the water, it isn't cold."
Luna looked at Neville with a smile. Oh she loved the company of him.
When they were both leg deep in the water, Neville was busy finding some small creature, Luna didn't pay attention, but he turned around and asked her.
"Luna, why do you think that Malfoy did it?
"He is Death Eater."
Neville put his lips together and nodded with approval.
Luna hadn't told him about the incident yesterday. That was the first time she kept something small like that away from him. Why? She herself couldn't figure it out.