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Notes To No One

The year was ending, has it really been that long? How I manage to survive this long was beyond me, but things have already become quite problematic in my life. The Dark Lord was becoming more and more powerful, and the relationship between Slytherin and the other Houses was becoming unbearably tense. I could even see the amount of stress Potter has been going through, just about the same amount I had swirling around me.

Ever since Luna's incident, things have been quite agonizing for me. The only person, who ever made me feel relieved with everything going on, was Luna, but she was out of my life for good. I made sure of that…

I groaned and placed my head against the cold surface of the Vanishing Cabinet. I the hell did I get myself dragged into this? Being a Malfoy has become a curse, and because of my father, the Dark Lord had made sure we were the center of ridicule. What he ordered me was impossible, of course I knew I wouldn't be able to go through with it, and he did too. Why was I even doing this to begin with? Hadn't I learned anything from Luna? Was I really that much of a coward? Yes, I was a coward. I was the biggest coward in the world, but what could I do? I had nothing going for me now; I no longer had anything to fight for. I had nothing to begin with, except for Luna, but she's safer away from me.

I scratched my forearm, right where the Dark Mark was tingling. He was getting stronger, I closed my eyes. I can't kill anyone; he might as well kill me…

I opened the cabinet door and stared at the dead bird, despair filling up my insides.

I walked slowly through the manor. The air was cold, and it was deathly quiet. It was night out, and I could hear the strong wind rattling the windows and shaking the trees. My heart was hammering with fear as I entered the large dining room table. It was empty, so I made my way into a deserted hallway. I didn't dare to call out.

The hallway was well furnished with paintings and statues. The windows were open, and the wind whipped the silky black curtains in front of me. I grabbed them and got them out of my way as I took small steps forward.

"You wouldn't want to disappoint me." Someone hissed.

I froze in terror as the wind died down and the curtains ceased to billow. My eyes landed a tall silhouette, and I watched in fear as the Dark Lord emerged from the shadows.

"I gave an order, and I expect orders to be followed; do you understand that, Draco?" He asked, his voice cool with calm. My throat clenched up, not able to answer. Instead, I nodded.

"It's good that you understand, because if you fail, your entire family will suffer." He threatened, coming closer. His face broke into a mocking smile.

"Draco?" A small voice tore through the silence. The Dark Lord's face fell, and my heart stopped beating.

No…

"What was that?" The Dark Lord asked.

"Draco?" The whispery voice came again, only this time it was coming from behind a door. I closed my eyes, trying to ignore her, trying to make her go away before he saw.

"What are you hiding from your master, Draco?" He asked, approaching on of the several doors. It swung open, but there was nothing. He continued down the hall, opening doors.

Luna, no, if he found out about her…

Keep her safe. Keep her safe. Keep her safe.

I tightly kept my eyes shut as I focused on the door.

Keep her safe. Keep her safe. Keep her safe.

He was getting closer, and I stepped back.

Keep her safe. Keep her safe. Keep her safe.

He stopped in front of the door I was trying so hard to keep shut. I could feel a sudden pressure in my head. He was furious. He couldn't open it.

"You dare?"

Keep her safe. Keep her safe. Keep her safe.

I felt his whole being pressing my mind, but I had to keep her safe. I could feel his cold fingers digging into my mind, his eyes burning every corner of my thoughts.

She was something precious to me, and no one was going to defile our memories. No one was going to intrude, and I was going to make sure of that, even if he killed me.

"Give in to me." He whispered coldly.

Not this time.

There was a cry of rage and something began to suffocate me.

"Get up!" Someone cried. I tore at the sheets that had had wrapped themselves around me, making it hard to breathe. I shot up and looked up to see Blaise.

"What's wrong with you, were you having some sort of nightmare?" He asked. I fell back into my pillows and sighed. I didn't say anything for several seconds until I looked up at Blaise again.

"Yeah…a nightmare…" I replied. He left me to change. I slowly began to slip my robes on, feeling incredibly tired. This mess, if Luna was dragged into it, I would never forgive myself, because I knew very well…

That it wasn't a dream.

Why I was doing it, I don't know, but I was angry. I was angry at my family, I was angry at the Dark Lord, but most of all, I was angry at myself. I hated myself, and if Luna ever turned away from me at what I've become, I'd surely kill myself. Right now, however, the last person I needed to see me in this pathetic state was Potter, and I really didn't care for anything at the moment.

I saw him duck behind some stalls just as one of my spells blasted a hole in the wall. I imagined that he was every single person I hated, every single person that forced me into a life I know I wasn't going to come alive out of; a life I would never share with Luna. We continued to cast spells, each aiming to brutally hurt, or at least I was.

"SECTUMSEMPRA!"

I fell back, and I suddenly felt as if knives were cutting and tearing at my skin. I was too surprised to cry out. It wouldn't stop; slits appeared on my chest, arms, and legs. My body was growing cold, and I shivered as I felt my hands touch the growing pool of my own blood.

I was just so tired of all of this…

This really wasn't the way I would have wanted to die, but I rather die at the hands of a skilled adversary, than that of a cold blooded murderer. Potter, I could see the outline of his figure, crouching down besides me, but my eyesight was already growing fuzzy. Moaning Myrtle was shrieking at the top of her lungs.

The only thing I regret is not telling Luna just how much I loved her, but at least I was free from these accursed bondages. I may have been free, but I wonder if I would ever be able to rest in peace?

I awoke to the sound of sobbing, and I faintly wondered if it was Luna. However, when I lifted my eyes upward, I saw Pansy's ugly mug; now I truly wish I was dead…

I was so glad when Madam Pomfrey rushed them out of the Hospital Wing. I really wasn't in any mood to talk to her and her friends.

"The next time I catch you here, I'll ban you from the Hospital Wing!" She yelled. She briskly made her way back to the office, but that's when someone else came into the room.

"I thought I told you that...oh, Miss Lovegood." Madam Pomfrey called out in relief. "For a moment I thought you were one of those other troublesome girls."

Luna, she looked so beautiful, well, she always was beautiful. She must have been to the Forbidden Forest, since her hair had many flowers in it, and she had made many accessories as well. Spring has come at last. I then noticed that she was carrying a cluster of small blue flowers. They looked like roses, but not quite. I've never seen that sort of flower before.

"Do you wish for me to leave also?" Luna asked in that small voice of hers.

"No, no, you can come in." Madam Pomfrey said.

"I just want to leave these for Draco." She said.

"Those are lovely red flowers." Madam Pomfrey told her.

Red?

Those were clearly blue, what was the woman, blind?

"Thank you, precious aren't they?" Luna asked. I quickly closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. I hadn't talked to Luna since that day I made fun of her. It was pretty nerve racking to have her so close after so long.

"He seems to be still sleeping." Madam Pomfrey said.

"That's good; he seems at peace when he does." Luna replied as I felt her place the flowers in a small vase.

"Don't be too long." Madam Pomfrey said, before I heard her bustling away. When she was gone, I felt Luna's breath in my ear.

"The Elder Nymphs are blooming; you should go and see sometime." She whispered. The Elder Nymphs; it's been way too long.

"These flowers are precious; I found them once in the forest. It didn't take long for me to realize that people see these flowers in the color that appeals to them the most. I have a theory," She explained. "I think that these flowers represent something important in one's life, which makes sense, doesn't it?" She asked.

Love, anything that comes out of your mouth makes sense.

I fought the urge to open my eyes. Instead, I took in her wonderful scent of nature.

"I wish I could see what color appeals to you, Draco." She said.

It's the color of your eyes, Luna; it's blue. I didn't tell her that, of course. Luna started to hum that song I knew too well now. Finally, I was at peace, she was my peace. I almost gave a jolt when I felt her fingers press gently on my forehead.

"I still go to the Forbidden Forest everyday, hoping I'll bump into you," She said. My heart suddenly felt heavy. "Can I tell you something else? These flowers, they show me a color that everyone thinks it's dull, but if you give it a bit of shine…it's a beautiful sliver grey."

At that moment, I reached out and touched her hand.

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