I'm so sorry this is so late! I meant to write more I did really, but it... sorry. Writers block and midterms and homework and playing in the snow and everything else. But it's here now.

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Chapter 3:

Luna sat in the common room a few minutes before she had to go to detention with Dr. Banana Hammock, and she felt completely and utterly at peace. She sighed, smiling slightly, thinking about how they got the color in colored pencils.

"Well...." She spoke out loud to herself. "They could yell at the pencil until it changes color. They could give it a make over. They could thrust it in like-"

"-like in sex?" That was Mark, walking down the common room steps.

"Like in sex, precisely." He plopped down on the chair near her.

"So Loon, why are you talking about sex? Thinking your getting some?" He asked, smiling slightly.

"Nope." Luna looked off dreamily.

"Good, 'cause I'd sure as heck feel sorry for that guy." Mark sounded like a rambling baboon. "Or girl. Oh, I bet you think you're going to get some with that Weasley girl don't you!?"

"Nope." She still didn't look at him.

"Well....Go shag yourself then." He stood up, upset he didn't piss her off.

"¡Muchas gracias!" She shouted after him and walked out the common room door heading for detention.

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Draco sat in McGonagall's office sitting on a desk. He looked at the clock on the wall noticing it was eight. The Loon was late.

There was a small click as the hand shifted to now show 8:01. Now she was really late, and Draco was going to torture her for it. He crossed his arms over his chest smirking slightly.

"Mr. Malfoy, get that smirk off your face or it will stay that way." McGonagall shot angrily at him. "Where in the world is she?"

Tick....Tock... The second hand moved as though each second were a minute. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.

The door to the class room burst open (more like glided open) right before the second hand moved to the 8:02 mark. Luna looked as though nothing was out of the ordinary. She didn't even looked disheveled. Draco frowned, slightly angered that she wasn't upset but he knew he could change that in time. Thats all it took... time, and he had tons of it suddenly.

"Ms. Lovegood... why are you late?" Their professor's tone was short and curt.

"I'm sorry Professor I left at 7:57, I guess I just took longer than I thought I would." She looked at McGonagall dreamily.

"Well next time don't assume." Her voice was tight and agitated. "Now, you two will be transfiguring all these quills into chocolate syrup bottles. Don't ask me why all I know is that they are needed in the kitchen and they have to be the transfigured kind. After that change all the goblets over there back into bowls because of the first year's lesson. Finally clean the classroom, I want it spotless. I'll return in two hours to check your progress and you won't leave until its done, understand?"

"Not really professor. I don't have a wand." Malfoy's eyes stared at the teacher expectantly.

"Why is that Mr. Malfoy?" She looked at him arms folded over her chest.

Draco looked over to Luna who was playing with HIS wand in her hand. She acted as though she didn't notice either of them.

"Because," his head turned back to McGonagall, "It was destroyed by the Hutta Baha. Father hasn't had enough time to send me a new one yet. These things take time? No?"

"Fine." She responded rather coldly. She waved her own wand to a cabinet that opened rather quickly. "Inside you'll find two wands. Use the one that best suits you until you get a new one. Do try to be careful with this one Mr. Malfoy?" He nodded as she turned quickly striding towards the door. Within two seconds she was out it and it was swinging behind her.

"So Loon, what to do first?" Malfoy asked in his usual drawl. He smirked at her, eyes narrowed. He walked over to the now open cabinet and took a wand.

"I don't care Doctor. Whatever you prefer." She bowed lowly, her forehead barely missing the floor.

"Well Loon, why don't we start with the easiest? The goblets into bowls?" He looked over the wand while walking toward a pile of glasses. There had to be at least 100 there.

"I'll do one and you do one. We'll get a lot more done that way, and a lot faster." She stared at him as though she didn't understand and then sat down across from him. He rolled his eyes and sighed heavily. Picking up a goblet he mumbled a spell and watched the cup morph into a bowl. He set it on the table and picked up another one.

This went on for about an hour and a half until Draco looked over to the pile that seemed to be growing as he changed each goblet. His eyes then darted over to the pile of bowls, a whopping two.

"LOON!" Draco shouted angrily as she smiled as her eyes met his. "What have you been doing?"

"Exactly what you told me to." She smiled warmly again and picked up a bowl.

"And what praytell, would that be?" He asked through clenched teeth.

"Turning the bowls into goblets."

"WHAT!?" His eyes went wide. She was doing the exact opposite of what he was doing for the past hour and a half. They had gotten nothing done. Luna only looked at him smiling.

"You've been doing what?!" She did not respond. She only transfigured another bowl.

"STOP THAT!" Draco walked over to her and took the wand out of her hand. "This," he waved his hand over to the pile of goblets, "is not what we are supposed to be doing. God, you're a freaking idiot! Only a moron would think she said the opposite of what she did. Are you psychotic or something? Do you have a mental problem? What the HELL is wrong with you!?"

Luna looked up at him her eyes slightly glazed over. She seemed to be on the verge of tears.

"Oh god, don't you dare start to freaking cry you psycho." Draco hated to admit it but he almost felt bad for her. And if she started crying he would feel even worse.

"No one likes me..." She began through her sobs. Luna quickly buried her face in her hands as though to shield her tear-stained face from him.

"Stop it!" He shouted more to himself then to her. His mind was going crazy. "Stop it Luna. Shut up and get back to work."

"See..." She cried even harder, "you don't even like me!"

"Loon, I've never liked you." He sat down on the desk and transfigured a quill into a syrup bottle.

"Yes you did!"

Draco looked up quickly almost falling off the desk. What? When did he ever for once act like he- Oh god... sixth year... too much butterbeer....

"You told me last year that you-"

"Loon shut up!"

"But you did!" Her cries echoed in the classroom.

"No I didn't Loon. Don't you dare believe that." His insides felt like they were about to come out of his mouth. His stomach was doing twists and turns, his brain was flooded with thoughts that couldn't be made complete. The worst part? He didn't remember what he did when he was woozy that night.

"But you did Draco! You told me you loved me!" Tears streamed down her face as she stared deep into his soul. "You said that you always had loved me Draco, and you had watched me from afar and had always wanted me more than life itself. You even quoted Shakespeare for me!"

"I did not!"

"Yes you did!" Luna stood up and walked over to him, a sort of sick twisted hunger in her eyes, even though they were covered in salty water.

"No I didn't!" Closer she walked, her pitiful tear plastered face inching closer to his.

"Yes you did." She whispered in a low voice. Suddenly Draco mind was flooded with more thoughts. These ones slightly more dirty. He couldn't help it.

"No..." He responded, slightly weakened, "I didn't."

Luna placed her hand on the inside of his leg.

"Yes..." She smiled still speaking in that lowly seductive tone, "you did."

"No..." Before he could finish his sentence he felt a cool liquid hit the top of his head pouring down his back and the sides of his face. The consistency of it was sickening as it flowed into his ears and down the front of his face. He opened his mouth in utter shock as he ran his hands through his hair. There was a faint smell of chocolate in the air.

Luna pulled away with a bottle of chocolate syrup in one hand and his wand in the other.

"You're right. You didn't, my little chocolate cabana boy." She smiled and waved the wand to three things. The goblets turned into bowls, the quills into more chocolate bottles and the room became clean.

Luna turned on her heels and walked to the door throwing the bottle of chocolate syrup over her shoulder. It hit Draco in the head.

"Mr. Malfoy!"

A/N: so that was it. Chapter 3, hope you like it and review por favor. Thanks again!