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Desire
"Luna."
She was lying on her back, her eyes closed. She was dreaming, the same dream she had for weeks now, months, forever it seemed. She was in a large pool of water, bottomless, endless, going on forever, as far as her eye could see. The water was clear and the sun lit it up into a million little sparkles. She was floating next to someone and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't quite see who it was next to her, but his hand reached out for her and caught her wrist. She recognized his touch and turned a little to move closer, his other hand reaching out to her and wrapping around her waist. She knew it was him, even before his mouth closed on her neck, moved downward to capture a hardened tip, his tongue teasing her. Her breath caught as his hand reached down between her legs, probing her, making her react with such emotion. She was floating and couldn't see where she was going. But it didn't matter, not at all.
"Luna…"
She could feel him, his hand reaching deeper within, making her feel warm and tingly, making her want him inside of her once again. She moved closer, moaning softly and wrapped a leg around his lean waist, urging him to go further. She felt his hardness right on the edge then she arched her back as she accepted what he gave her, crying from happiness. He filled her up and she never wanted to wake.
She heard his voice calling out to her. She didn't want to know that this wasn't real.
She opened her eyes reluctantly feeling flushed, wanting more. Hermione was standing over her, looking concerned.
"Luna, are you all right?"
"How did you get in?"
"Your door was open. Are you okay?"
Luna sat up slowly, her head spinning. It was so real, like every dream ever since she met Draco. She wanted Hermione to go away, to let her fall asleep once again.
"Yes Hermione, I'm fine. What is it?"
"I just came from Neville's office."
"Oh? How is he?"
Hermione shook her head in frustration. "Luna, he's great, he is so happy that you've agreed to marry him. That's true right?"
Luna didn't answer at first. She started to adjust her sweater which had come undone during her dreaming and Hermione caught the glint of the ring on her finger.
"That's Neville's grandmother's ring."
"Yes, he gave it to me."
"SO you did agree to marry him."
"I didn't say no Hermione and I don't think it really concerns you."
"Doesn't concern me!" Hermione raised her voice and her arms in disbelief. "Luna, you and I are good friends and I have always felt that Neville was more than a friend, more than family even! How could you say that what is happening doesn't concern me?"
Luna started to answer but Hermione jumped up and started to pace the room, hugging herself in emotion.
"I never said a word about what I thought of Draco being interested in you, never said one word about how ridiculous that even sounds. I mean I know that I was sort of falling for him myself last year, you helped me through all of that, but even so, I never thought he would make a play for you and even worse that you would fall for all of that, knowing what he did to me. "
Luna remembered when Hermione had come to her home in the middle of the night, drunk and crying. She was startled at the thought that Hermione would even think that Draco was remotely attractive, even though she always thought so, but Hermione was so close to Harry and dating Ron, it seemed quite wrong for her to have any feelings other then disdain. But when she returned from being rejected from him, she told Luna everything and Luna listened. She was so busy recalling this that she almost missed what Hermione said next.
"But for Merlin's sake Luna, Draco doesn't remember you! And even if he did, he was doing it all for his father's sake! How can you be so naïve as to think that he really loved you?"
Luna turned to Hermione with tears streaming down her cheeks, her face flushed with so much emotion that Hermione stepped back a step. She whispered her answer so quietly that Hermione almost missed it.
"I love him."
"You love Draco? Then how could you say you would marry Neville? Neville loves you, he always has and now you're going to break his heart, you're the most stupid, selfish girl I've ever met and if that's the case then you're as looney as everyone has ever said you are Luna."
"That is the most hurtful thing you have ever said to me Hermione. Please let now, just go away."
"Luna…"
"No wonder Draco didn't want you. He did things because he thought they were the right thing to do. And I know that he did once love me. But you chose to say these things to me and that makes you worse than him."
Hermione staggered back like she had been slapped in the face and perhaps she was, for her face turned bright red and she turned around and left, not saying one word and not looking back.
Luna stepped towards the window and saw Hermione walking quickly, than running away. She sighed. Even now she felt badly for hurting her feelings. She could hear Draco's voice in her ear, whispering to her.
She's an idiot. What does she know about the two of us.
She wondered if he sometimes heard her voice as well.
Draco stood outside the door and peered in. Pansy was humming to herself a little bit. Her hair was neatly combed and she was dressed in a halfway conservative outfit, sweater set and skirt. She recalled that she was wearing the same skirt when Draco showed up at her house with Luna, had seen them going upstairs and she was totally floored in utter disbelief. Draco, the love of her life, the person she thought she would be with when they were old enough, with the one person they used to make fun of, used to mock on a daily basis?
She also remembered his party, how she looked absolutely fantastic, having spent hours discussing with Astoria what she was going to wear, what song she and Draco were going to dance to, the same one she had planned to be their wedding song when he asked her to marry him, of course. But he hadn't noticed her, only had eyes for Luna.
Draco sighed a little and smiled inwardly, thinking that was probably what Luna did half the time, sigh a little. He could almost hear her voice whispering to him.
Just listen to her. Please…
