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He was standing on the edge of a wood. It was a very bright day with a slight breeze in the air. A hint of it drifted over him once, twice. He had a hard time seeing and squinted a little while looking across the field, listening to the wind blowing.

He spotted someone out there waving but he wasn't sure who it was though. At first he thought it was one of his friends. Maybe Blaise. But after a moment he was sure it was a girl. It might be Astoria or Pansy, or maybe Daphne. But this girl had a lot of long hair. Pansy had short hair that didn't bounce around like this girl's locks. And Astoria always had hers tied back in a staid style, not a strand out of place, like her sister.

The wind started to pick up again, making a whistling, buzzing sound. Storm was coming and it was getting very dark all of the sudden, making it very difficult for him to see or hear anything. He wanted to head back to the woods but he couldn't, it was as if he was frozen in place. Unable to move forward, unable to move backward. He looked to the figure again but it seemed like it was further away. Then all of the sudden, it turned and seemed to beckon to him.

"Wait!"

Draco blinked and focused. Things seemed a little fuzzy, softened. He blinked again and saw a blank wall, painted an awful color of mud brown. He appeared to be lying in a bed, everything quiet around him except for some small beeps and a constant humming noise. He tried to turn his head only he couldn't move. All of the sudden, there was a face. He blinked one more time and it was his father. Blink. His mother. Blink. Looney.

"What the hell…"

"You're back, thank Merlin you're back…" His mother started to weep as she stroked his face. Draco was startled. The last time she had touched him like this was when he was very young and only when it was the two of them. She hadn't touched his face or cried in his presence since, especially when his father was around. He also noted that his mother's hair had turned completely white. What had happened?

"Mother…"

"Draco…"

Draco jerked his head towards his father in surprise. His father sounded completely grief-stricken and there were lines on his face that weren't there the last time he looked. Draco was shocked. What could have happened to him that caused his father's face to look like this?

"Father…" He couldn't get another word out, his mother interjected, still crying.

"Draco, dear, Luna's here. She's here for you."

Draco closed his eyes now completely confused. Luna was here? What the hell was Luna doing here?

"Hello."

Her voice was wavering a little and Draco didn't answer. He didn't know what to say, confused. He was saved from saying anything though by the doctors who came in just at that moment.

"Young man, you're awake. This is a very good sign. Brilliant in fact. We're going to take a look, see how we're going to close this up."

Draco opened his eyes and tried to glance downward but couldn't. "Close what up?"

The doctors all looked at each, then back to the chief resident. "Close up your wound son. You remember that don't you?"

"I don't remember a thing. I have no idea why I'm here, no idea why my mother is crying. In fact, I have no idea why Looney is here at all." Draco replied, irritated that he had to ask what the hell was going on.

Luna jerked back, as if he had slapped her. Narcissa and Lucius stared at her. She wanted to cry out, wanted to say he didn't know what he was saying, remember what the doctors warned them about? That Draco might not have any memory of the event that happened in the courthouse. But she never thought that he would not have any memory of the two of them.

"Draco…"

"Please everyone, leave us for a few moments." One of the doctors opened the door and waited as the three of them traipsed outside. Blaise was sitting in the corridor, alongside Ginny, the two of them talking quietly. They looked up, Ginny alert to the change in mood the moment she saw Luna's expression.

"What's the matter?"

Luna shook her head. She couldn't speak. The tears she hadn't been able to cry for almost a month started to spill over and for a second, she couldn't breathe.

"What's wrong Luna?"

"He doesn't remember her." Lucius replied, a little of the old arrogance coming back into his voice. Maybe this was the reprieve he was waiting for, his son not remembering that he was supposedly in love with this person, this nothing. His son would recover, would realize that the Malfoy name was the only thing that was important in this world and he would get on board with his father's ideals. While he was thinking this, he didn't notice his wife moving away from him, edging towards Luna who still had not responded.

"He doesn't remember?" Blaise said, shocked. "That can't be right." Ginny started to say something but Luna answered, her voice quiet but firm.

"No, it is right Blaise. He didn't know why I was in the room. He didn't remember me, remember us. He called me Looney." Her voice broke a little at this statement and Narcissa placed a hand on her arm.

"Oh for Merlin's sake. This doesn't matter. What matters is he's awake and is going to be all right. Better then before." Lucius said impatiently, wanting to move away from this group. He had things to do, he had lost enough time waiting for Draco. All of them ignored him. Ginny continued as if Lucius hadn't spoken at all.

"Oh Luna, that's not right." Ginny said sadly. She reached for her friend but Luna turned around and walked rapidly down the hallway.

"That asshole."

"Ginny, he's in the hospital. He was shot by Pansy and in a coma for over three weeks. What did you expect?" Blaise said but not with conviction.

"I don't know, maybe the slightest hint that he became a human being, not the same arrogant piece of shit he was before meeting Luna. Asshole, I'm sure he's planning on how to dump her now that he's on his path to recovery."

Ginny forgot that Draco's parents were there and could hear every single word she said. Lucius didn't care, in fact he was happy that the Weasley girl had said what she said. Maybe others would come to the same conclusion. But Narcissa was saddened. She never wanted this life for her son, and didn't realize that this was how others viewed him. It didn't matter how they saw her husband and herself for that matter. She knew what she was getting into when she married Lucius. But her son didn't deserve this.

Luna didn't hear any of this conversation. She had headed back to Draco's room, wanting to confront him by herself. Wanted to hear him say to her that he didn't care for her, didn't love her.

She got to the door, took a deep breath and pushed it open. She stood there quietly and tried to see what was happening. The doctors were clustered around Draco, one examining his wound, one making notes. The main one seemed to be speaking to him.

"…memory loss can sometimes…"

Luna couldn't quite catch what else he said. But she heard what Draco replied.

"I don't remember a fucking thing. All I remember is standing in front of my mirror, adjusting my tie. I don't know what I was getting dressed for, but it was important. Then it's like whoosh. A huge wave is over me and I can't see or hear anything. Then I woke up and here I am. With my parents. And this girl I don't even like is standing here with them like I'm supposed to know something…"

"I'll talk to your parents. The neurologist will be up here tomorrow and I'll talk to him about setting you up to speak with a psychiatrist."

"I don't need a psychiatrist."

"Mr. Malfoy. You were shot in your abdomen and in a coma for over three weeks. You don't remember anything but I am telling you that at some point, you are going to be overwhelmed with an emotional outburst. I would be surprised if you weren't frankly. So after the neurologist checks you out, you will be speaking with a psychiatrist. "

Draco was silent. The doctors stepped away and turned, seeing Luna sunken against the doorframe. One of them spoke.

"Miss, you need to leave."

"Yes." Luna looked over to Draco. He didn't look back. "Yes, I believe I do."