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He turned a corner, then another, swiftly. Down one stairway, then another. The girl's bathroom, past that. Down a short corridor, a long one, through a tapestry on the left, twenty-two steps, down a darker corridor, past the Charms classroom. Right turn. Up the stairs.
No one.
Up a flight of stairs.
What was that?
Faster. Another corner.
Transfigurations classroom, up two flights of stairs, right turn. Through another tapestry.
Stop.
A minute. Two. A shadow and the tapestry parted.
"What do you want, Lovegood?" He almost snarled out the last word. The girl let the tapestry fall behind her before saying, "To talk to you."
"There's nothing to talk about. Go back before I start to dock off points." He shouldn't have thought it was that easy to make her go away.
"But I have something to talk to you about, so there is something to talk about."
"Twenty points from Ravenclaw, for being out after curfew."
"That isn't very nice, Draco."
"Do you honestly think I care, Lovegood?" He raised his nose a little higher.
"Yes, I do. I think the Frooratoes have gotten to you." She said that with a straight face. "The whatta-?" The blond asked. "You know what, forget it, Lovegood. Ten points for disobeying a Prefect."
Undeterred, the girl said, "I wanted you talk with Harry. I know you're sending the cards, Draco." The boy tried not to flinch but his arm twitched slightly with the effort. He raised his nose just a little higher and straightened his back. "So what if I am? Going to hex me, Loony?"
"No. Why would I do that?" She asked, genuine curiosity in her voice, her head tilting to one side, her radish earring dangling, glinting in the dim firelight that seeped in through the tapestry from the corridor beyond. When Draco just shrugged in response she continued. "I just want you to talk with him."
This time, the blond couldn't hold back the flinch and recoiled slightly. "Why should I?" His voice didn't come out as solid as he wanted it to be. But the girl just shrugged, like he did and said in that voice of hers that seemed as if she were sleep-talking, "He seems pretty bothered by it." Then she looked into Draco's eyes. "I don't mind you sending the cards. But it seems that Harry does. He's been looking for you, trying to talk to you, or get you to talk to him."
"Five points from Ravenclaw."
"What for?"
"You're getting on my nerves."
"That wasn't very nice, Draco."
"So I've heard. Go back. Before I take more." The boy started to step past her and through the tapestry, back out into the corridor. Before it shut completely, he heard, "Just talk to him, Draco."
He wasn't sure if that was Lovegood or just the voice in his head talking.
A/N: This is another short interlude chapter like the one before. How Luna figured it out, just like how she figured out Harry was bothered about the card. I'm sure you don't want me to go through that again. It is rather trying to write something like that, even if it is mostly rubbish.
And for all of you who are expecting a happy ending... hm... there will be. For the entire story. But I'll give you a clue. This is only the prequel to another part of the story.
