For the past month, the only thing which seemed to get Luna through work was the fact that at 12pm, everyday, she would be meeting Draco Malfoy for lunch. The two would talk about anything and everything. They would reminisce on old times at Hogwarts, regardless of the fact that they didn't actually share any proper memories together from their childhood. Luna didn't mind though, she loved how she was able to speak about Hogwarts, since being with Neville, she rarely discussed her past. Only on rare occasions would Neville allow Luna to speak briefly about the past, even then the word 'magic' was kept to a minimum.
People would often say to Luna that Neville was controlling her, but she saw past that. Luna had always been extremely good at reading people and so could see that Neville's way of life was his mechanism of trying to forget the war. He had once admitted to Luna that he feared that during the war, he would find Luna in the rubble of Hogwarts, dead. Neville would often say though how his greatest fear was losing Luna, both emotionally and physically.
Luna loved Neville, she accepted the fact how he would try to control her, it wasn't because he wanted to feel powerful, it was because he wanted to protect her from the world. Draco had often commented how Neville was just trying to mould Luna into the 'perfect woman'.
"Your hair looks different today?" Draco commented as Luna read the Daily Prophet.
"I straightened it," Luna replied, not even bothering to raise her head.
"I don't like it," Draco scoffed, glaring at her hair as if it had just insulted his heritage. Luna glanced up at him, cocking her head to the side with a raised eyebrow,
"You're one to criticise hair?"
"I have you know that there are many people who are envious of my hair."
"Name one?"
"Ron Weasley," Draco replied without hesitation.
"Ron? Why would he ever be envious of your hair?" Luna questioned, her head still tilted to the side.
"Because it's not ginger," Draco winked, running a hand through his own blonde strands.
Luna burst into laughter but tried to cover her amusement up instantly as she gained a few cock eyed looks from the witches and wizards within the pub.
"Ginger jokes? Really Draco?" Luna giggled, as she looked at him.
"We'd have beautiful children, do you know that?" Draco commented, flicking his pasty around the plate.
"Would we?" Luna had grew accustom to Draco's random comments. He often thought out loud, something which Luna found adorable.
"Yeah, we're both blonde, we both have blue eyes. Think how beautiful our baby would be? Better than what ever yours and Longbottom's would look like," he scoffed.
"Nev's not that bad looking," Luna smiled, kicking Draco gently under the table.
"It's not Neville I'm worried about. Only my dashing good looks are strong enough to cancel out your ugliness," Draco smirked.
"Thanks," Luna spat, holding the paper up in front of her face.
"I'm only joking," Draco whined, "Luna? Lunaa? Oi, Luna?" Draco muttered, nudging her arm each time. She wasn't really mad at him, but Luna liked to play with Draco's head, he'd always fall for the same old trick.
"I'm sorry, Loony. I'm sure you and Nev will have beautiful babies. Luna, talk to me!" Draco moaned, pulling away the paper from her hands. He looked up at her to find Luna grinning violently to herself.
"You're a real bitch at times," he scowled, while flattening out the paper.
"So what are you doing for Christmas this year?" Luna asked as the two of them walked back towards her office.
"I'm spending it alone this year," Draco replied coldly, "you?"
"Well, Nev has to go to Africa to do some research on a type of flower, so I think I'm spending it alone too. But Gin says I can spend Christmas around hers, why don't you come?"
"I couldn't," Draco replied without needing time to think, "Harry and Ron like me, it doesn't mean Ginny does."
Luna rethought of all the past conversations they had ever had on Draco, Ginny never did have a good thing to say about him. This was one of the reasons why Luna had yet to tell Ginny of her new found friendship with the i'stuck-up ferret boy'/i.
"We can spend it together?" Luna proposed, stopping in front of her office.
"Would you want too?" Draco asked, raising an eyebrow, "I thought you'd rather spend time with Ginny?"
"It'll be fun," Luna quickly replied, "At Gin's, it'll be her, Harry, Ron and Hermione, all lovey dovey. Then there will just be in the corner with the nargles. I'll come round yours, we can be lonely together," Luna smiled sweetly.
"If you want too," Draco simply replied, trying to cover up his joy.
"Great, I'll see you later then," Luna grinned before walking into the building.
"Have you got your wallet?" Luna asked Neville.
"Uh huh,"
"Passport?"
"Uh huh,"
"Clean clothes?"
"Uh huh,"
"Are you ignoring me?"
"Uh huh,"
"Neville!" Luna glared, hitting him on the arm.
"I love you," Neville smiled, wrapping his arms tightly around her waist.
"I love you too," Luna whispered, kissing Neville ever so lightly on the lips.
"Are you sure you will be fine at Ginny's?"
"Yes," Luna muttered. She hadn't told Neville that she was, in fact, spending the holidays with Draco. Only for the fact that she knew exactly how he would react to that nugget of knowledge.
Draco walked up and down his house at least five times, making sure that every little piece of furniture was spotless.
"Master Malfoy, I have cleaned the house twelve times," Dixie commented, noticing Draco's praying eyes.
"A good job which you have done, I must say Dixie," he commented whilst running his finger over a wooden panel.
"Honestly Master Malfoy? Thank you Master Malfoy!" Dixie exclaimed with pride, bowing her head slightly.
Looking out the window, Draco noticed how a blonde head suddenly appeared out of nowhere, standing in front of his house. He instantly recognised that it was Luna from the way which her head would tilt slightly to the side when looking around at her surroundings. Draco walked briskly over to the mirror to check his reflection and to perfect the finishing touches towards his hair.
A light knock came from the door and Draco smiled inwardly to himself.
"Lovegood," he smirked in a monotone voice once he had opened the door.
"It's Longbottom, actually," Luna corrected. Draco rolled his eyes then glanced down at Luna's bags.
"I didn't know you were moving in with me?" he smirked.
"Where should I put my bags?" Luna asked, ignoring Draco's comment completely.
"I'll take them to your room for you," he replied picking up her bags, "Go make yourself comfortable in the lounge."
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