CHAPTER 13- Fell Down Heart First

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He tugged inside his pockets, desperately searching for something that wasn't there. It wasn't for something though, he is just annoyed. He is annoyed with his mother and even more infuriated with his professor. He thought Narcissa trusts him, but why is she so worried about him like he is about to fail? Why is she underestimating him? And why are they so worked up about everything? He can do it, he just needs to understand the cabinet.

Easy as that. Without looking back for cover, he stepped inside the room, making a beeline towards the covered object.

He stood small infront of the large cabinet, his back straight and his eyebrows linked together. Surrounding the cabinet were bookshelves full of books and everything that he clearly didn't think about or unknowingly need. By a mile, there was a yellow colored shelf on the very end of the large room. He squinted his eyes upon the rather peculiar piece, and immediately, he spied a small Quibbler laying at the very top. "Luna?"

As if on cue, the girl in question poked her head at the top of his shoulder and stared at him through her curved lashes.

"What are you doing here?" Being caught off guard made him earn a pang of migraine in his head. He did not expect her there. He thought he had shielded himself away? How did she get in there if it was clearly locked for everyone to poke around?

"I had this strange urge to go here Draco. As if it was calling me" she said with no hint of question in her voice. Without any response, they both turned their gaze to the cabinet.

Luna brought her fingertips to the silky wood, running them up and down, admiring every curve and dip of the piece. He grimaced, looking right to where her soft fingertips leave marks. He can't imagine or let alone, think, of what emotion her face would imprint if she would ever find out what that thing possesses. What it was designed to do. What help it is to him.

The dark and malicious content of the cabinet doesn't deserve Luna's gentle caresses .

"This is a vanishing cabinet" she tilted her head to look at him, her eyes full of wander but held no judgement. Besides her calming presence, he still tensed under the pressure of being caught. Every lie formed perfectly and were mastered inside his mind slipped right through his fingers, disappearing as she looks at him so trusting and knowing.

"Yes, but I don't know how to use it" he finds it silly to lie-and so was the lie itself, to Luna Lovegood. It is just so strange, whenever Luna is with him, he feels like he just gulped a gallon of veritaserum. He doesn't know why he does it, or why Luna just has this effect on him, Luna isn't the type of girl who pushes you for information, she simply waits and trusts your ever word-

Maybe that's the reason why he feels like he has to be truthful to her.

Luna shrugged her shoulders and smiled at him, that kind of smile that makes him have the urge to lean closer to her and just be captivated by her soft and enchanting lips "This is the room of requirements Draco" Aside his obvious staring, she remained on her spot, looking at him as if they share a secret only the two of them know. Immediately, out of dust and oxygen, a strange book appeared on the table next to where she is standing. Her eyes were unmoving from his, challenging him to make a move, making him curious.

Giving her a questioning look, ,he hesitantly clutch the worn out book that was entitled: Unfamilar Spells for the Ancient Objects by Jazmine Goudbee. He stared at it. Counting one to three, he flipped the book open, scanning into the context for anything that can help him with the cabinet. Nearly for ten minutes, he finally saw a picture of a sketched vanishing cabinet on the very middle of the book.

He stared at Luna with a winning smile on his face. He knows she is the reason behind this and he feels so lucky to have her here. Without her, he doesn't know what he would do in his panicked state. Not just for this incident, but to the rest of the times she was there to catch him. Heck, he didn't even thought about taking advantage of the room's importance, and Luna saved the day.. Again and probably, always.

For a moment they both stared at each other, waiting, or perhaps anticipating for a scene they both knew would eventually happen.

Then the next push was sort of a blur. Nobody knows who initiated it but now, they are on each other's lips. It is sort of their thing now, ever since that moment when they kissed on the lake. Thanks to their weird attachment to each other, they can't last for a week without kissing, nevertheless touching the other.

It is a soft, slow, and chaste kiss, more gentle compared to their hard and desperate first one. Her lips on his- soft, gentle, lovely rubies. It feels so deep and different from his ministration, like how it is sort of Luna's mastered skill and he is the beginner. It is deep, powerful, and intoxicating, she makes him crave her more. His heroine, his saving grace. Luna has come to rescue him from his hell and they'll fly away together to the land where they would live peacefully.

He feels like he never wanted this to ever end.

But unfortunately, he was the first one to pull away, fearing that if he didn't stop now, he would do something he knew he has no control over and well, the lack of air was a problem too.

They both stared longingly and curiously at each other. With her lips stretched up to her cheeks and eyes wide and innocent, she is indeed an ethereal being. There is an overwhelming feeling that kept on bothering him at the pit of his stomach, and remarkably, it would always visit him every time Luna is around. Maybe, she really is an angel sent to him to be guided. Or maybe, she is an angel sent to him to be punished. Oh but for Merlin's sake, he doesn't care, he just needs Luna and how different she makes him feel.

She wrapped her arms around his waist and leaned her head on his chest, her eyes closed, listening to the fast rhythm of his heart. "Draco, your heart is infected with wrackspurts. It beats too fast than how it normally should" He wrapped his arms securely around her, his head bowed, chin resting at the top of her fluffy mane. "I think it is, and it is the largest wrackspurt I have ever seen" His eyes went wide, her undescribable but addicting smell flutters around his nostrils, dancing into them, imprinting a memory to him. His stomach made a summersault again.

Sure he felt this ever since he met Luna, but now, it is different. He feels like she crawled through his skin more than he thought she would.

She feels important.

Everything about Luna seem to glow right infront of him, her walk, her talk, her strange beliefs, her silly accessories, her everything, and he feels so overprotective of her like she has this hold on him. He feels and act so different when she is with him, he feels as if it is okay to fail, and it is okay to be human. He feels as if he always needs her guidance even if he told himself he would never need anyone. He feels as if he can spend a day figuring out the mysteries of her eyes and be lost in her wise and outlandish words. He feels as if.. as if.. He feels like.. He is...

Oh Merlin, he is inlove with Luna Lovegood.

Wait, this can't be.

It doesn't have to be like this.

This is wrong, he was supposed to be using her, not falling for her! He has a bet to accomplish and a Headmaster to kill! He is a bad guy and she deserves better. Why did he let himself fall for such a deep trap? Why can't he see that he has to hurt her in the end? He doesn't have to have feelings for her and he certainly can't be the one who would be in misery after the final act.

He blinked and squeezed her body to his more closer than how he expected himself to. He tried to stomach the gut clenching feeling by staring blankly at the slightly dark corridor of the room, near the entrance when suddenly, his eyes caught a glimpse of a shadow that passed and disappeared right through the door.

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Random note: the Jazmine Goudbee is a made up name XD Jazmine is my first name :)