Draco's P.O.V
He watched as Luna hurried out of the room and Madame Pomfrey began to fuss over him.
"Get off me" he whined, swatting her hand away and automatically regretting the decision as a shooting pain rushed through his arm. "Agh" he yelped.
"That was a stupid move Mr. Malfoy, now stop being too proud to accept help and sit still." The nurse scolded as she took his hand and rubbed an ointment over it.
Draco stayed silent as Madame Pomfrey's words sank in.
"There." Madame Pomfrey finished up and placed his hand back down onto his chest. "Now get some rest, it's late."
He sighed and stared at the ceiling. What if she was right in some way, maybe he should accept he-
No. His mind fought back against him, he was embarrassed at the fact he was scared of his father. No one even needed to know that, one more year and he'd be out of this hell hole, working with his father. Maybe then he'd father would be proud of him.
His mind swirled in circles until he finally fell asleep.
The bright light scorched Draco's eyes as he opened them the following morning.
His head still ached, but it wasn't so much emotional anymore, sleeping had helped him think things over. He was going to send a letter to his father today.
He sat up in his bed, wincing from the pain and rubbed his eyes.
As soon as she heard him getting up Madame Pomfrey came running from her office. "No point getting up dear, you won't be leaving here today. Professor Dumbledore has brought you some assignments from Potions and Transfiguration for you to work on though."
Draco sighed, and eventually nodded but remained sitting up, mostly due to the fact it would be too painful to move again.
He glanced over to his bed-side table and found the goblet refilled with the bright purple liquid. Just looking at the goblet made his mind flash back to Luna.
What was she doing there again? Why would she come to the hospital wing for a book?
He was interrupted from his thoughts by his owl swooping low down the corridor and landing at his feet.
Draco's heart sank as he saw the black, waxy seal on the letter. It was from his father.
He took the letter and dismissed the owl, prising the envelope open and reading the letter.
Draco,
I am most disappointed with some news that has reached me regarding your condition. I am fully aware that you are incapacitated in the hospital wing of your school.
It is not that I do not care, I am just concerned that a son of mine has allowed himself to be so distracted that he was hexed by a fellow Slytherin.
Draco, you are losing your touch, when you return this winter we will have to book you some more training.
Regards,
Lucius.
Draco slammed the letter down on his bedside table and picked up the goblet, wanting to dull the pain in his now throbbing hand. He gulped down all of the purple liquid and placed the goblet back down, thinking about how he was going to reply to his father.
He couldn't leave his bed because Madame Pomfrey would hunt him down. He smirked at the thought of the small nurse chasing him down the corridor, but it wasn't a logical solution.
He definitley couldn't trust anyone to send the letter for him...or could he?
His mind flashed back to his moment with Luna last night. He didn't even know her that well, but she seemed to care and that was good enough for now.
He quickly scribbled his reply on a piece of parchment that he was provided with for his classwork and folded it up, he also included a note with it and called his owl back.
"Take this to Luna Lovegood, in Ravenclaw." He whispered to his owl and sent it off.
Luna's P.O.V
Luna closed the heavy book and rested her head on it with an exasperated sigh.
"Luna, you need to take a break" Hermione giggled at her blonde companion.
"I just don't understand anything in here, it's too complicated." she whined
"Let me have a look" Hermione began, pulling the book over the table to her and opening it, almost coughing on the dust that rose from the pages.
She flicked through a few pages before closing it and sliding it back.
"I don't understand it either" Hermione chuckled.
"What hope do I have then?" Luna rested her head back on the book and closed her eyes. "Maybe I should give up."
Hermione went from joking to looking at Luna very seriously "No, of all the people I know, I would expect them all to give up but not you. You're Luna, you don't give up until you reach your goal, just because it's difficult, doesn't mean it's worthless."
Luna smiled weakly at the brunette.
"What's that?" Hermione gestured to an owl swooping through the library and landing on the table in front of her.
"It's for you" the brunette shrugged, inspecting the letter attached to the owl and sliding it over to Luna.
Luna picked up the letter and read the small note inside of it.
Luna,
I wouldn't ask you to do this normally, but as you know, I am stuck. I require this letter to be sent to my father.
Draco.
She furrowed her brow at the note. "That's odd..." she observed, reading the longer letter before Hermione swiped it from her.
"You can't read that" the brunette scolded "That's between Draco and his father."
"Hermione...just one read?" Luna pleaded.
Hermione rolled her eyes and tossed the letter back to the blonde.
Luna's eyes scanned over the letter before placing it down on the table and writing on it.
"What are you doing?!" Hermione looked shocked.
"Making...a few adjustments" Luna smirked, putting her quill down and folding the letter up and tying it to the owl's foot.
"Take this to Lucius" Luna smiled at the owl, running a finger down it's back.
"I can't believe you just done that." Hermione laughed.
Luna just smiled as she watched the owl fly off.