Hey guys, i'm really sorry about the super late update. i've had it written for ages, but it was on my flashdrive, which i lost. i've only just found it. sorry that i'm terrible at keeping up with things, but this is a kind of sweet chapter to make up for it. Draco is so nice, i love him. We'll work on meeting the family sometime soon, then maybe work on some conflict so that this isn't all fluff. i hate too much fluff.

Disclaimer: i'm sure the real author could do a lot better than i can. so, yeah. i'm not her, and i'm not making any money. not even at my real job. bwahahahaha. not funny.

(DPOV)

We studied for a long time in the library, finishing the assignments from the classes we had been unable to attend over the last few days. Most of the teachers were understanding and didn't give us much homework, but Professors McGonagall and Snape gave enough homework to make up for it. I finished the easy assignments first, so that I could keep my focus on the more challenging essays. Charms had been easy, a foot of parchment on the theory of a cheering charm. And my astronomy homework, fill in a few constellations on my star chart.

My head of house had given us two feet on common misconceptions about vampires in the wizarding and muggle world alike. The topic itself was not that difficult, but the length, dragging out the few misconceptions for two feet! Luna didn't seem to be having any problems with it, I never saw her quill pausing even for an instant over her parchment. Then after struggling through that we turned to McGonagall's essay on the transfiguration that we've found most difficult before this year, and using the theory of transfiguration, describing what made it so difficult.

I asked my Luna what she chose for that essay, "Flowers into champagne glasses, of course they always were very pretty, but the concept of turning something living into something not living, I always found the flowers to be very resistant." I nodded, "That was difficult, but I still think that turning animals into goblets to be more difficult, for the same reason, living things tend to resist becoming objects."

After we had finished our assignments Luna wasn't quite ready to go yet, so she grabbed a book of flowers and set it on the desk between us. "Show me the ones in your garden." She demanded. I flipped through the pages, showing her what was in the garden, and what I would like to have in the garden. "Why haven't you planted what you like?" She asked me, strands of her hair falling into her face. I shrugged, "I'm just not very good at planting things, I never can keep flowers alive." She grinned, "I will teach you." And I knew from her tone that I had to say in this. "Then what am I going to teach you?" she pressed her lips tight together for a moment, "I thought that that was obvious. You have to teach me to be a Malfoy."

Luna and I had argued about me teaching her to be a Malfoy. I didn't want to, I didn't want her to be anything but my Luna, I didn't want to change her. She argued that it was necessary if I wanted my family to accept her. She was right, but it just didn't sound like any fun. She had laughed when I argued that. "We can make it into a kind of game, we can pretend, and every day you can teach me one thing about being a Malfoy!" she had been so excited, I had to agree.

I regretted it now though, trudging down to the Slytherin common room. Luna was safely tucked away with the other Ravenclaws and I was stuck with my thoughts about spoiling Luna's sweet innocent spirit with Malfoy traditions. She would have to meet my parents soon though, and it would be better if she knew a few things that she should and should not do. I'd need to get her a dress too, there was a Hogsmede weekend coming up, I could take her shopping them. I hoped that she wouldn't be one of those girls who refused to have things bought for them. That would not do. She was going to be a Malfoy, and I knew from my father that Malfoy men spoil their women rotten. I'd like to see a nice necklace on her as well, if she didn't object to the dress, I would get the necklace. If she did object to the dress, I would still get the necklace.

I said the password to get into the Slytherin common room and went to sit by Blaize, I owed my best friend an explaination. "Blaize, do you have a moment?" I asked, pulling him away from his conversation with Pansy. He looked at me relived, and shivered disgustedly. "She just sat down and dragged me into the conversation, I've tried to leave three times! Thanks for the rescue, and of course, what's up?" I looked into the fireplace, "I wanted to tell you what's been going on with me lately." Blaize sat up straighter, interested in the topic at hand, "Go on then?" "Well the thing is this summer I came into my inheritance." Blaize shook his head, "You're not seventeen yet." I nodded, "Not my Wizard inheritance, I came into my Veela inheritance." Blaize's eyes popped open, "So, you've been gone because of your…" "My mate, yes." He grinned, "Who's the lucky girl?" He asked, "Luna Lovegood, she came into her inheritance a few days ago. We had a bit of a misunderstanding, but its all sorted out now. I should be around a little bit more."

Blaize and I talked about the whole Veela thing for a while, it felt good to be having an actual conversation with my best friend for once instead of just a few sentences before having to run off again. He told me that he had his eye on a fifth year girl, Allyson Folds, she was very pretty, and a sweet girl, I told Blaize that he should go for it and ask her out.

At 9 o'clock when the first years had gone upstairs for curfew, we started a quick game of Wizard's Chess. I was phenomenal at wizard's chess, but Blaize was even better, and beat me without much of a struggle. At 10:30 I went up to bed, exhausted from my day with my Lovely Luna. As I fell asleep I decided on a gift I wanted to get her in the morning. She wouldn't be able to object, because it would be as much for her as it was for me.

(LPOV)

I lay in my bed, thinking of Draco and how his cool skin felt so soft on mine, how his fingertips felt when they grazed my forehead when he brushed the hair out of my face. I shut my eyes and imagined how his lips would feel, I wondered if they would be as cold and soft as his hands. I hoped so. I fell asleep thinking of him and dreamed that he was laying with me beneath the stars, telling me a silly story about some made up characters. In my dream I fell asleep with my head on his chest. He kissed me on the forehead and whispered "Goodnight my princess," before wrapping his arms around me and falling asleep himself.

I woke early in the morning. With my eyes still closed I pulled on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt and my running shoes. As I trudged down the corridor I pulled my hair up into a ponytail. I got out to the lake and was about to start running. "Fancy seeing you here." I jumped out of my skin with shock when I heard Draco's voice just behind me. I put my hand on my chest to catch my racing heart. "Draco! I didn't see you there! You scared me!" he chuckled and pulled me into a loose hug, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. Would you mind if I join you?" I shrugged, "I don't mind, but your legs are much longer than mine, you're probably way faster than me." He shook his head, "I'll slow up."

We set off running around the lake, not talking, just running. Our feet were in synchronization and our labored breathing turned to fog in the air in front of our faces. Draco did have to slow down, but I sped up as much as I could without killing myself. It was a nice challenge for me to have to keep up with Draco. I hoped that he would run with me again. Once we finished our lap around the lake he turned to me. "So, we'll both go get showered off and dressed, will you meet me in the kitchens?" I nodded, "Yes, I'll see you there." I hurried up to Ravenclaw tower to get ready. I showered and braided my hair, then pulled on my uniform. I tucked my paper's into my textbooks and put the books into my school bag. I slipped into some black flats and set off for the kitchens.

Draco was there of course, waiting for me with the hordes of house elves. They ushered me to the table and put a plate in front of me along with a glass of water. "Thank you!" the elves bowed low and went back to their work. "I got you a present." Draco said, rummaging through his bag. I smiled, "What is it?" He pulled out a notebook and handed it to me. "I have one too." He said, pulling out another, "They're linked so that we can write to each other, like in class, or at night." I flipped it open and pulled out a quill. "Go on, try it," I drew a smiley face in the top right hand corner. Draco showed me his notebook where my drawing had appeared, "Now look at yours." I glanced down at the notebook. The Professors will never know that we're talking, my Lovely Luna, they'll think we're taking notes like the perfect students we are!

I shut the notebook, "It's perfect Draco, thank you so much!" I put the notebook in my bag. All during our breakfast I noticed Draco rubbing his shoulders as if he was in pain." "What's wrong Draco?" I asked, He smiled at me, "It's just my wings, they're still really sore." My mouth popped open, "Oh Draco! I'm so sorry! I completely forgot! After breakfast we'll go to the infirmary and I'll patch you right up!" I couldn't believe that I had forgotten that a Veela's wings could only be healed by their mate.

Once we had finished our breakfast we hurried to the infirmary. "Madam Pomfrey!" I called. "Yes darling?" She said, stepping out of her office. "I need to heal Draco's wings, do you have anything to soothe the irritation?" she nodded and went to one of her shelves. "Here you go, do you need any help?" I shook my head, "No Ma'am, I've got it."

I pointed Draco to a bed, take your shirt off and lie down. Draco obeyed. I tried my hardest not to oogle him, focusing on his wings and the skin around them. I poured some of the potion that Madam Pomfrey had handed me into my hands and gently massaged it into his inflamed skin and into the top of his wings. He wiggled uncomfortably at first, "It hurts!" He gasped from pain when I rubbed a bit too hard. "I'm sorry!" I said, rubbing more gently to ease the pain. "Is that better?" I asked when I was finished. "Much, now it is your turn." Self consciously I removed my outer robe and my shirt. I kept on my low backed undershirt because it did not hide my wings. I lie down on the bed and let Draco's cool hands rub the ointment into my shoulderblades. "Thank you." I said when he had finished. "Let us get to class now." I said, pulling my clothing back on. Draco and I didn't share classes, so he dropped me off with Professor Flitwick before heading to his own lesson. I put the notebook he had given me on my desk with my other supplies.

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