A/N: Hi readers, thank you for your amazing reviews. I'm glad you enjoyed the last chapter, fingers crossed you also enjoy where this chapter takes Draco/Luna. WARNINGS: Torture/Hurt/Angst - T

Disclaimer: Belongs to the amazing JK Rowling.

Chapter Two

Malfoy Manor used to feel safe but Luna's blood-curdling screams were routine and his Aunt Bellatrix believed in torture. Malfoy Manor was not his home anymore. Draco had felt her wrath when he was little, he'd learnt from his mistakes. She would be the first to learn that he was not going to put up with it any longer. But even if he did escape, how long before the Death Eaters, Voldemort or Bellatrix came after him? Traitors were not forgiven.

His Uncle, Sirius Black was a traitor. He was also best friends with James Potter and sorted into Gryffindor, so his father had told him. Draco often wondered what would have happened if he hadn't made it into Slytherin. He would have been disowned probably. There were others in his family who had been disowned. Andromeda Black, Bellatrix and Narcissa's other sister was disowned because she married a Muggle, Ted Tonks. They had a daughter, Nymphadora Tonks, who was Draco's cousin but he never heard anything worth repeating about them. As far as his family was concerned they were not family.

As Luna let out an agonising scream making Draco's hair stand up, he kept sat surrounded by ten fierce looking Death Eaters including his father. Lucius had not been forgiven by the Dark Lord for his mistakes at the Ministry two years ago. His wand had been taken by the Dark Lord and he heard Narcissa gulp back tears, squeezing her husband's hands beneath the table. Draco kept his eyes down. The less he paid attention the less, he would hear Luna, pleading for her life.

Lord Voldemort was staring at the door, waiting eagerly. It opened and Draco couldn't help but notice her, Charity Burbage. He'd seen her around Hogwarts and couldn't remember exactly what she taught but by the jeers fed by the Death Eaters he guessed it was Muggle Studies. His stomach twisted as he listened to Lord Voldemort's speech. Ms Burbage screamed for mercy. She begged for her life as Voldemort tortured her with the Cruciatus curse - breaking only to revel in her cries. Her eyes were bloodshot and her lips quivered as she flailed twisting in agony above Draco's wide eyes. He stared mesmerised at her and wondered if this is how Luna looked in the basement with Bellatrix controlling her every move.

"Severus...Severus... please..." Draco looked along the table at Severus Snape who showed no emotion. Voldemort shot him a pleased look and smirked. "It is time to show these muggles and Wizards alike that muggles are not our equals and we will not stop for this. We are more powerful! More stronger! More advanced than they ever will be! And those who disagree with our views will be taught a lesson." Voldemort's eyes darted around his table of followers and suddenly were staring into Draco's soul. Draco kept it together, he knew what was going to happen next but he couldn't look away, not with Voldemort leering at him and holding his father's wand. It was only when Draco heard a slithering sound and hiss that he jerked away from the table. Nagini slid toward the unfortunate witch. She screamed as she realised what could happen and tried to escape. Draco wished he could leave, run far away and never look back but it was too late. "Avada Kedavra!"

Luna's screams faded under the crack of Charity's body when it hit the table and Nagini's fangs sinking deep into her flesh. Draco's hands were shaking beneath the table and he saw his father give him a fierce gaze. It only meant one thing to Draco. Don't show you're afraid. Draco couldn't do it anymore. He couldn't. He wanted out.

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Luna rolled over to her side, her body aching; bleeding in parts...and her hair, her long wavy hair had been cut off in chucks, scattering her cell. She wanted her Da. She wanted to be home. She wanted to be back in a world which felt safe. She wanted out of this nightmare!

"Had enough yet? Going to tell me where Harry Potter is then?" Bellatrix sneered, digging her wand hard into Luna's neck.

"I already said, I don't know...where...he is." She said thickly, through heavy tears. "I just want to go home!" Luna flung her arm out and hit Bellatrix in the face. Bellatrix cursed and thrashed her wand but Luna kicked her in the side and the curse hit the only light nearby – a lantern. The glass burst into pieces and showered Luna. Luna whimpered, waiting for her punishment but someone was bellowing Bellatrix's name. "I'm not finished with you." Bellatrix stomped up the stairs leaving her behind.

"It's ok child." The old wizard whispered, coming forward. Ollivander knelt down beside Luna and picked her up gently, so she leaned against him. "We'll find a way to get out of here."

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Draco wanted to see her. He had no business to. No-one would understand. But he felt he needed to. When Pettigrew had gone to run an errand, Draco hurried down the stairs with his wand held tight in his hand and bread in the other. He didn't know if they would feed her. He pushed open the door hopefully. "Luna?" He hissed.

"Who's that?" Luna sounded frightened from the corner of the cell.

"It's me. Draco." Hearing his name whispered from his lips seemed strange. She was silent.

"I'm not here to hurt you. I have food and a wand, I can try to heal your wounds."

"Why?"

"Because it's the least I can do." Luna took a step forward. Draco hardly recognised her, she looked so different. Her face was stained with tears and her hair was wild. Her skin and clothes was covered in blood. "How do I look?" Luna attempted a smile but it died quickly. Draco waved his wand instantly around her wounds then handed her the bread and sat down in the shadows with her, his wand light comforting them both.

"I'm sorry. I wish I could do more." Draco said slowly. Luna reached out and touched his shoulder.

"I know."

"You are a good friend." Draco jumped as he saw a man appear out of the darkness. He remembered that chiselled face and husky voice from when he was eleven, purchasing his first wand. "I wonder if you mind?" He held out his arm which had been cursed and Draco tried his best to heal it.

"Thank you." He murmured. Luna handed him some of her bread which he took gratefully. They sat in silence together until Draco heard Pettigrew's voice growing louder. Ollivander spoke up quickly. "You are both too young to be present to this kind of abuse. Next time you come, take her and go."

Draco stared at him. Was he offering to stay behind so they could escape? Draco nodded and turned to go. Ollivander pulled his arm aside and whispered in a low voice so Luna couldn't hear. "She cannot take any more torture or she will surely die." Draco's mind reeled. He slipped out unnoticed but regretted the guilt that followed. Her screams had started again.

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A/N: stopping here for the moment. Short I know but hopefully will have more words in Chapter Three. What does everyone think so far? Please R&R.