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A/N – There's a question, why I Love to make Luna obey Draco, it's because I love submissive Luna. I'm weird, I know hahaha.

Chapter 21

He knows where she goes every midnight. In the last three days he has always found her disappearing. On the first day he woke up feeling the bed sheet next to him had been cold, he thought his wife went to the bathroom, but after waiting about 10 minutes he didn't listen to the sound of tap water or the movement from the bathroom so he decided to find out. He went to the bathroom only to find it empty. He panics and thinks that she is sleepwalking again; he knows her habit of sleepwalking when he overhears her chatter with Potter in his sixth year. So he decides to look for her, the Manor is huge, she can be anywhere. But before he made it down the stairs, he saw a head with blonde hair starting up the stairs, and she didn't look like walking in her sleep, in fact she crept like a thief. Several times she would look over her shoulder. Before she could see him he immediately returned to their room and lay down, pretending to be asleep. Not long after that, she joined and slept, acting as though nothing had happened.

On the second day, he pretended to sleep and decided to find out where she was going. He followed her in the darkness. He was careful about his footsteps in order not to make a sound. He wasn't surprised when she led him to the dungeon, he should have known that she would visit Thomas and Mr. Ollivander. He hid in the dark and watched from afar. He could see the candle light from inside the dungeon; he could even hear Luna's giggling from a distance. Jealousy takes over him; he feels that she has betrayed him. How dare she go in the middle of the night just to get comfort from another man. He waited there long enough, an hour or more. He just decided back when he heard her say goodbye to Thomas and said she didn't want to make him realize her passing for a moment. Doesn't she realize that he already knows her sneaky behavior, he thought dryly. She really has Slytherin blood on her.

The third day is today, he is lying on his side and his arms wrapped around her waist tightly. Her breath sounded steady in his ears, but he knew that she was just pretending to be asleep; he knew that at 1 am she would sneak out of the room. He never knew that a girl who was labeled as a loony could fool him easily. Who knows the mixture of Ravenclaw and Slytherin's blood in her can make people stunned, intelligent and cunning is dreadful mixture, she might kill without anyone knowing.

All day he tried not to say anything to her about his new knowledge. He keeps his distance with her all day; he'll be with Blaise and Theodore just for a chat. And strangely, she acts as if she did nothing, she acted as if she had never fooled her husband, and that made him even angrier. He wants to grab her by her shoulders and shake her, ask her how can she choose to have a chat with another guy when she has him. Wasn't he enough for her? He can only shake his head in disbelief. Never in his wildest dreams found himself jealous of another Gryffindor, and that made him even more annoyed. He closed his eyes instantly as he felt she was starting to move. He keeps closing his eyes and tightens his arms, doesn't want her to leave, but she removes his arm from her waist easily, then she slips out. He opened his eyes and stared at the door for a moment and began to wonder, didn't he mean something to her?

He got up and sat on the couch; he put his elbows on his knees and clasped his hands together, waiting for her. He will confront her when she returned. Doesn't she know that her actions are so dangerous? What if Aunt Bella finds her? It would definitely be a disaster; suddenly a wave of worries hit him like a Bludger. Aunt Bella wouldn't go easy to her if she knows what she's doing, and he will not have the power to protect her. How could she be so careless?

He stood at his feet and began pacing nervously. She's better back now. He can't go down and face her there, they will have a fight and it will draw the attention of the people at the Manor, they will know what she has done.

He keeps pacing and running his fingers through his hair, he feels uneasy than ever. His eyes will glance at the clock every now and then, wondering why the time is so long gone. An hour later, he heard a light footstep from outside, it must be her. He stopped pacing and prepared to face her.

Luna was shocked to find that Draco had stood facing the door, his face hard to read, but the one she knew he was definitely angry. She swallowed uncomfortably and closed the door slowly. She chose to stare at the floor rather than his eyes, his eyes really dark and it was full of anger. She's not afraid of him, but she's afraid of what he'll do to her.

"Where have you been?" His voice made her wince a little, it was very cold, she never heard him like that.

"I ... I just ... I'm just walking around, I can't sleep," she replied stammered, still refusing to make eye contact with him.

Draco approached her and looked at her. "Look at me when I talk to you," he muttered coldly. Slowly, she raised her head. "Answer me, where have you been? And don't lie to me; you're bad at it,"

"I ..." Luna is unable to find the right words, she feels her ability to speak disappears.

"You went to see another Gryffindor mud-blood, didn't you?" Draco said he was really angry. "You go to see another man, am I right, Luna?"

"Draco, it's not like that, I just ..."

He cut her off roughly. "Looking for comfort in another man,"

"No," she replied quickly. "That's not true, Dean is my friend,"

"I don't care if he is your friend, all you have to know is you cannot meet another man without my permission, you must obey me, I am your husband," his tone rising. Fortunately, he has performed Silencio on the door.

"But you can't tell me with whom I should be friends," Luna argued, feeling slightly angry.

"I can't, huh?" Draco challenged her, he glaring at her. His anger was something he never could bear.

"No, you can't," Luna said, shaking her head.

"Don't challenge me; I can do whatever I want you to do. You are my wife and your job is to listen and obey me, including not to embarrass me by socializing with mud-blood," he said firmly.

"I'm not doing anything to embarrass you," Luna argued.

"That's what you just did!" He roared. He surprised her and made her take a step back. "What if someone else finds you sitting in front of the dungeon door and has a chat with our prisoner? Not to mention what would happen if that person was Aunt Bella, only Merlin knew what she would do to you and I wouldn't have the power to save you."

Luna stiffens when Draco mention Bellatrix. She didn't think about what Bellatrix would do to her if she found her.

"You have a name to protect, not just for the Malfoy's but for your family, the Malory's, your family will be very disappointed to know this especially after what your grandparents left for you, you have to respect them," he said in a low voice. He could see that she was coming back to her senses and realized what she had done.

"I respect them," she answered quietly.

"I don't see the slightest that you respect them," he snapped angrily. He took a deep breath and massaged the bridge of his nose. "I don't want to see you hanging out with prisoners anymore; I don't care if they are your bloody friends."

Luna shook her head in disbelief. She never thought that her freedom was forcibly taken by the man before her, the man who has been torturing her ever since first time set her foot in Hogwarts. The man who made everyone call her loony, the man who tortured her friends and made their life like in hell, the man who mocked her father and her mother, the man who always looked at her in disgust as if she was garbage, the man she married and would also became the father of her children. How can her life be like this? Has her life been cursed to suffer for the rest of her life?

"It's not fair," she said, her tone full of sadness.

"There's nothing fair in our world, Luna," Draco answered coldly. "Go back to sleep, you've made enough trouble tonight."

"My friends-"

He cuts off her sentence before she can finish it. "I don't care about your friends, they are nothing to me and they are nothing to you!" He snapped roughly, his tone very sharp, as sharp as a knife, causing her to widen her eyes in surprise. He silently regretted his actions. "Back to sleep," he added, this time his tone sounded softer.

"God, you don't know how much I hate you," she said quietly, but it was very loud in his ears and caused him to flinched.

She obeys by crawling into bed and lying on her side, she pulls a blanket close to her chin. She closed her eyes but she didn't try to sleep, her mind was somewhere else, and she wasn't sure if she could sleep tonight.

Draco glanced over his shoulder. He closed his eyes and sighed heavily. He should be softer to her. She may just want to talk to a familiar person. But still, sneaking around in the middle of the night to meet and chat with other men is inappropriate. If people knew it, they would think that Luna had an affair with Dean Thomas, even though he knew that Luna wouldn't do such a lowly thing but he couldn't control the thoughts and prejudices of others, right? People will eat false rumors, they don't even care if it's true or not, what they care about is how sorry they are to the heir of Lucius Malfoy who has been betrayed by his wife with a Gryffindor, not to mention that he is also a mud-blood. He doesn't want such a thing to happen to him, he will drown in a sea of shame. He only did his best to protect his reputation.

But what about her? Is he even thinking about her happiness? A voice echoed in his head. He frowned. His happiness is her happiness too, that's it, he notes.

He sighed once more before he crawled into bed and lying on his side; he turned his back on her. He could listen to her steady breathing, she might have fallen asleep. He glanced over his shoulder and was surprised to see the distance between them. He didn't realize she was lying away from him. She'll come around in the morning, he thought. And he closed his eyes trying to sleep.

But none of them were asleep that night; they were preoccupied with their own thoughts. And in the morning, they ignore each other; don't even bother to glance towards each other. They act like strangers. And Draco thinks, if she wants to play this kind of game, he'll join, let's see who wins this game.

And Luna, she thinks there's nothing to say to him, beside she's not in a good mood to talk to him, so she stays quiet all morning. And after her training with Rodolphus and Bellatrix, she immediately returned to their room without waiting for him. She can have some peace in their room.

While Draco, he went straight to Blaise and Theodore who had a conversation with Rabastan on the back porch. He was relieved that none of them tried to start a conversation about why he joined them instead his wife. He was glad that they were more focused on random things. And once again he thought she would come around in a few days, she just needed time to get away from him, she'll be fine, they'll be fine, everything will be fine.