A/N: So sorry for the long wait for this update! Hope you like it!

Chapter 3: This Past Year

Luna wandered the halls of Zabini Manor, twisting a piece of string between her fingers. Her eyes were glassy and vacant as she moved slowly passed each window. The light shined off her golden hair and seemed to sparkle with magic, but there was life lost from her physical being. Her husband could see that as he approached her.

"Blaise," she said, cocking her head towards the ceiling, "I see stars. Can I name them all?"

"There are no stars, love. It's the middle of the day." Blaise responded smoothly, taking her hands and leading her down the hall much quicker than she wished to go. "Luna, please love, Lord Voldemort will be here in a little while. Will you let the maids dress you?"

"I want to name the stars, though," Luna's voice was airy as she freed a hand and trailed her fingers across the wall as they walked. "They're such pretty stars…flaming balls of fire, they are."

He sighed, "Why don't you name them as we walk to your room, and then the maids may dress you?"

"Alright." she rocks back and forth as if dancing, "I shall name them all in the northern hemisphere 'Luna', after me. And all of them in the western shall be 'Trinity'. Millicent is what I shall call the eastern, and the southern shall be 'Leona'…And the Northern Star, which shines brighter than any…That shall be Genevieve." Luna started shaking, clutching her hand to her head as her voice rose, "Genevieve…she will come home. Genevieve will, she will. She has to, she cannot abandon us! I won't let her! Where did she go, Blaise? What happened to my sister that she has not returned yet?"

"Shh, love. Of course Genevieve will return to us," he lied, wanting to calm her down.

"She won't." Luna whispered, lowering her hand and losing the life that had momentarily been in her eyes. "Nothing sings, Blaise, nothing. Everything in my head is silent…where did the people go? I lost pieces of myself…" She closed her eyes, leaning against him, "I'm tired. May I sleep?"

Blaise closed his eyes in despair for a moment, "I will explain everything to the Dark Lord when he arrives. Let's get you to your bed."

(Fade out (A/N: I put that because nothing will show up to let you know I'm jumping to the next part *sigh*))

"Has she improved?" Voldemort asked Blaise as the younger man entered the room. Alecto Carrow sat beside him but stood to give Blaise a comforting hug. Also in the room were Draco and Pansy Malfoy, Nia Weasley, and Theodore Nott.

Blaise shook his head, "She is worse, m'Lord. Every day that Genevieve is not in her presence… I don't know what is causing it. She talks about it being quiet in her head, that all the people left. It hurts to know I can't understand her, let alone help her." He sat and pressed the heels of his palms to his eyes.

"Is she resting?" Alecto asked.

"Yes. She seemed to have energy before and she seemed to be there, and she agreed to be down here when you arrived…but when the time came, she was lost in her own head again."

"She is becoming a Hush, Blaise. There is nothing to stop it except for our daughter to breathe once again, but that will not happen. She has not awoken for four years, her heart refuses to beat." Voldemort spoke with sadness, "Slowly, one by one, each of you will lose yourselves because of Genevieve's death. Luna is first as she was closest to my daughter…next would be Trinity, then Draco, then you, and so on."

"But why?"

"This was to be your last life, Blaise." Nia explained quietly, looking down into her tea with remorse instead of drinking it. "The legend of the Slytherin people states that when the world is reborn, that shall be the last life of the Warriors, but if they fail to defeat the Darkling - the soul of Gryffindor - for good, the souls of the Warriors will be forever lost, trapped in Limbo as a dark creature. Unable to live mentally in the outside world, but unable to die physically."

Blaise frowned, "But Cho died, didn't she?"

"We have someone on it…a Seer revealed that there is a Drami in the spirit world, a Living Soul. It may be Miss Chang." the Dark Lord revealed. "There are many different kinds of dark creatures in Limbo. The Drami are souls that are supposed to be living but had their very soul shattered, like a puzzle. If they don't find all the pieces, they can't find the path back to their bodies and they become Wanderers. They will never be able to rest until they find their soul pieces, but they forget so much of themselves they never remember what they are searching for.

"The Hush are creatures with physical forms, but who are lost to madness and exist spiritually in Limbo. They live and breathe and eat like normal here, but they cannot speak…their spirits wander Limbo, slipping in as ghosts to our realm to steal the voices of children so they can use them in the spirit world. The eerie whispers people say they hear though nothing is there? Those are caused by the Hush…

"Cho will slowly become a Wanderer, Luna is slowly becoming a Hush. And each of you will slowly slip into madness as your past lives crumble into nothing and leave your spirit desolate, empty and needing to be filled. The…entity, you could say, of any dark spiritual creature can slip in and take over your body and mind."

Blaise's eyes hardened. His wife was lost, then. She would never come back to him, not fully. She never spoke around anyone, barely to him except on a good day. She spoke nonsense, past mixing with the present, and the present mixing with the future she saw in her visions but no one could make sense of any of it. The life was slowly draining from Luna, and he had to sit by and watch, knowing that all of his friends and he himself would go through the same thing. They could never rest because of Genevieve's death, and because of her death the other thirteen were damned to be tortured souls in Limbo.

"Blaise…" Luna's voice drifted from the doorway. She stepped into the light as the inhabitants of the room stood to watch her. "Oh…look at all the people. Have they come to make the voices sing again, love? My head hurts because of the silence, it does…" She drifted slowly around the room, staying by the walls, "…except for the little voice whispering secrets in my ear. Can you hear it, Blaise? It's saying awful things and won't be silent. It's mocking me."

"What is it saying, love?" Blaise asked, sharing a look with Draco, his best mate.

"Genevieve has come back. Genevieve has awakened. Princess has risen from the grave to save the day…" Luna reiterated what they all assumed was what the voice was saying. She then let out a scream and smashed a vase next to her and Pansy, "Lies, lies, lies! All lies!" Pansy shrieked and jumped back away from the blond. Luna blinked, "What are you doing here?"
"What do you mean, darling?" Blaise stepped between the two women, "This is Pansy, a friend of ours. You remember Pansy, don't you, from during school?"
"Pansy… Like the flowers," she calmed down again. "I like flowers. Do you like flowers, Pansy? I plant them, but they always die… Everything I put in the ground withers and dies…" The blond choked back a sob, "My sister withers and dies, too! Both of them wither and die, they are dying!"
"Both?" Theo stepped forward cautiously.
"Genevieve and Trinity," Luna said, swaying. "Genevieve…when is she coming home, Blaise? She must know how much I miss her. Will she be home soon?"
Blaise nodded, "Of course she will, love."
"And Trinity? Will she visit with me?" She moved toward the door, continuing to sway. "The traitor is searching, and Trinity is not safe. I wish for my sisters to be safe, so they won't wither and die… wither….die… They're withering, Blaise. Why are they withering?"
Blaise looked to Voldemort for help on what to say to his wife. She was actually better today than ever. She spoke to Pansy, and then answered Nott. That was the most interaction with anyone besides him in over a year. What could he tell her so that she would not slip back into madness and get worse instead of improve? Genevieve was dead, and Trinity was imprisoned for life in the palace dungeons. Neither would be visiting their soul-sister anytime soon.
Luna did not wait for an answer though before starting over, "Oh…look at all the people. Have they come to make the voices sing again, love? My head hurts because of the silence, it does…"

A/N: Oh wow, that chapter definitely came out better than I thought! 1,590 words not counting author's notes! Luna kinda scares me now, though. Hehe. Can any of you tell me the name of a TV character I got the inspiration for Luna from? Anybody? If you can tell me I'll give you a virtual cookie, flavor of your choice! =)

I want to say thank you to everyone who reviewed chapter 2 oh so long ago, and I hope I didn't lose any of my loyal readers! Please review so I can know what you think of this chapter; my time away has really given me time to think about what I want to have happen in this story as the sequel, and I have it all planned out! Now I just have to write, let the thoughts flow.

I have school starting in less than two weeks, but I have already worked on a schedule for my school work and then my FF work so I can fit it all.

R&R, rapid readers!
Luv Yas!
~SlytherinLuver (aka Amanda)~