A/N Here's the next chapter! :]
Since the previous one didn't get any love, how about reviewing this one?
Please?
The rest of the story won't be as...sappy as this one I guess.
Enjoy.
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"What are you doing here Lovegood? Don't you know that this is private property?" Draco sneered, looking from her head to her toes. She wasn't unusually dressed, in her green, floral print romper, and that was unusual.
She only smiled cordially. "Hello, Draco. No, I'm sorry. I had no idea." Luna told him in her honest, light hearted way. To him, it seemed that she was never very emotional. Not like most of the girls he knew at all. Yet, her personality wasn't icy or unfriendly. With a blink of her eye, Luna could tell that she was being analyzed, but she was also analyzing the man in front of her. He was pale, a line etched into his forehead. He was taller and more muscular than she'd ever seen him. She decided that he was still handsome in a matured sort of way. "You don't look well." She pointed out.
He chuckled sardonically. "After my father was thrown into Azkaban thanks to Potter and your friends, I had to take over all of his responsibilities. So, no, I don't suppose I do look very well at all." Draco wanted to scowl, put as much venom into his words as possible, but his response came out sounding weak. "You never answered my question." he added.
Luna looked up at him, "I was out trying to find a Single Eyed Cadrake. Have you seen any?" Her answer was so innocent, like something a child would say.
He resisted the urge to laugh, "No."
She sighed, "Oh. Well, that's just too bad then. I need to be getting home now, I guess. Maybe I'll see you later sometime though." She gave him a smile and turned to walk away, back into the woods. Draco shook his head and reactivated the barrier. Loony would never change.
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The sun was going down by the time Luna got back to the newly built house. Their old home had been in a shape similar to a rook chess piece, but this one was shaped somewhat as a bishop. She smiled, remembering her old home and moments with her mum. Now, she couldn't even imagine what it would be like to have her there, though she was sure her father wished that his wife could be with them all the time "Luna!" Xeno exclaimed when he saw her walking around the corner to the front door. She noticed that ever since that kidnapping thing happened to her, her father was slightly more protective. He worried especially when she made it home late.
"I'm here." she said, smiling at the man who rushed to greet her. He hugged her as if she were leaving again at any second.
"I want to show you something," he told her as they walked in. This home reminded her of the old one with the brightly painted interior, reminicent of the paintings she'd done as a child on all of the kitchen cabinets, but It was less cluttered. Xenophilius lead her up the spiral stairs, to the door of what she assumed would be her room. When they walked in, the first thing Luna noticed was the ceiling. "Do you like it?" He asked.
Her small smile widened. There was the moon, shining against a dark background with pinpoints of stars around it. After a few moments, a comet flew in front of the moon, leaving a trail of sparkling, silver dust behind. She didn't quite believe that this beautiful painting could be on her ceiling. "It's lovely." She commented, hugging her father again. Xenophilius knew how much she'd love it. He wasn't going to do anything to her room at her first, he did leave it alone for the most part, but the idea struck him when he remembered the painting on her old ceiling, and was inspired.
"Oh, I meant to tell you," Luna stepped back, "sadly, I didn't find the Cadrakes, but I did find out that we have neighbors." she was kind of happy at the thought as she hadn't ever had neighbors before, though she knew her father probably wouldn't like it when he discovered who they were.
"Do we?" He asked. Xenophilius rather liked the privacy of his previous home where he could print the truth in peace and quiet. The last thing he wanted were some noisy neighbors who'd run all of the magical creatures off. The animals were the whole reason that he picked this place. The thick woods were no doubt a hideout for them. "As long as they stay quiet, I won't mind. Well, goodnight Luna." he said, walking out of her room and down the stairs into his own. She looked down at the pile of blankets where her bed should be. It seemed that her father hadn't magicked any furniture yet. Luna thought the blankets would be fine.
She exchanged the outfit that she'd been in all day for her nightie, then fell down onto the blankets. Pulling the edge of a light blue one over herself, she fell asleep to the sound of Sirinymphs outside her window.
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Luna's eyes fluttered open as she was awakened by distant booming sounds. When she sat up and looked out of her window, she realized that it was still very dark outside. What could that be? she wondered. Not even bothering to change out of her cotton nightgown, she went downstairs, past her sleeping father, and out of the house. She followed the sounds into the woods. The booming got louder as she got closer to the source. There was a burst of blue light during each sound, and even though it only lasted a few seconds, it was enough for her to find her way along with the help of the full moon. Outside of Malfoy Manor, past the boundaries of the barrier, Draco stood with his back to the house, angrily casting one spell after another.
He didn't notice her watching him for a few minutes until he finally looked up from the boulder he was shooting at.
"I didn't mean to interrupt." Luna said, feeling a bit like an intruder since she hadn't announced her presence. She thought she saw him wipe away a few tears, but maybe it was only sweat.
Draco thought she was a spirit at first by the way her pale skin and hair glowed in the full moonlight. The flowing white nightgown did nothing to help convince himself that she wasn't. Only when she spoke, did he notice that it was Lunatic Lovegood. He didn't even have the power to smirk at her. He was insanely frustrated and angry. Every joint, every bone, every hair on his head ached. He had no idea why he was even out in the woods, casting balls of energy into a rock like a mad man, and crying his eyes out. Maybe it was too many sleepless nights or maybe the bomb in his brain had finished it's countdown.
Luna decided to venture closer. When she was standing almost directly in front of him, she stopped. As he looked into her silvery, soft eyes, his first instinct was to push her down, or away, put some sort of distance between them. Instead, his emotions came to a final break. There was an empty feeling in his chest, he then reached out and almost crushed her in an embrace, forcing himself not to cry anymore. She pat his back, aware of his need to let everything out. They stayed that way for a good few minutes.
Then, Luna heard her father's voice. It had taken on a steely tone. "I know you...Malfoy." Xenophilius said, walking up out of the shadows. "Get away from her!" Under normal circumstances, Draco would be confrontational. This was not normal circumstances. He released Luna, and ran back to his family's mansion.
