... And so begins the next set of four, which will also be the last set of four, sadly. The best way to describe this set (because it doesn't exactly have a specific theme) is to say that it portray a few of the most important moments in Draco and Luna's lives. This one is entitled "First" because it's about their first date. I'm still working out the title for the next one.
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First
Red was the color of the dress she wore on their first date.
"You're killing me, Lovegood," he said when he arrived to pick her up. The dress, paired with the golden scarf wrapped around her neck, teased him in every possible way, both because of how attractive she looked, and because she was clearly trying to make a joke that only she found funny.
"Don't like it?" she asked innocently. Despite however she eccentric she acted, Luna Lovegood had learned quickly over time that annoying Draco in the simplest of ways was the most fun anyone could ever have, apparently. He was starting to wonder why he had asked her out in the first place.
Then he saw her smile, and he remembered why.
"I'll say it again," he said, opening the front door for her. "You're killing me."
"Oh, is it the dress? Don't worry, I can fix it." She ran upstairs, and just as soon as her footsteps had faded above him, they returned, and she had reappeared with something that made her whole ensemble even more spiteful.
"Here we go!" She slid her arms into a bright green coat, grinning with delight. Draco couldn't stop his jaw from falling open, but it was much harder to keep from banging his head against the wall.
"I hate you," he told the woman who resembled the mother of all things Christmas as they walked into the frosty air outside.
"No you don't," she replied. "Otherwise, you wouldn't have asked me on a date."