A/N: Some people asked for this to be continued so it is. You can leave it as just the first chapter as I intended it to be or read this, I don't mind. This one isn't as good because it's more setting the scene. Another chapter will be up soon :)
Draco sat at the Slytherin table, gazing at Luna. Her twinkly, soprano laugh was echoing around his head and he sighed, imagining his life if she was there.
He couldn't bear not having her.
He stood suddenly and left to rid the depressing thoughts from his mind.
"Malfoy?" He heard a girl ask. His heart jumped and started beating erratically when he realised it was Luna.
"I still remember parts of my stay," she admitted, "But I feel like there's something I don't know. Can you help?"
He looked at his feet in shame, "Sorry, I can't help you there."
Oh, and I don't own Harry Potter by the way.
