Believe in Heaven
Chapter 10

Narcissa called Luna to her room not much time later. She smiled as if nothing had happened and was nice to Draco's mother. It was the best thing to do, act normally. Let things pass.

It was almost 6 PM and the initiation was arriving. Though she had no idea what that was all about! Luna pretended to, but actually she only knew about the 'bond' that would be created between Draco and herself.

Narcissa opened a closet and took out a sleeveless black dress. And that only increased Luna's fear, for that seemed as a much more formal event than she thought it would be.

"I'll explain this only once. Listen carefully, otherwise you'll ruin the ceremony." Narcissa warned. Luna took the black dress and sat in front of Narcissa, listening carefully.

* * *

Draco put on his black robe and stared as his hands, already covered with black gloves. What was he doing? Since he was a child his father prepared him to be a Death Eater like himself. But why did he follow his orders? Maybe because he had everything he wanted if he did. But also the day of becoming a Death Eater seemed so far away when he was young that he would never complain, thinking that day would never really come. It did, though, faster than he expected.

He took the mask his father had picked for him. White, but old. His father's first Death Eater mask. How... touching.

Narcissa walked in the room, with a satisfied smile on her face.

"You look so good, Draco." said Narcissa, folding her hands close to her chest like all mothers when they are proud.

"Oh, yes. And did you see father even gave me his very first mask?" Draco held up the mask, with a fake smile. "Isn't he sweet?" Sarcams. Narcissa hated sarcasm when it was a negative comment for herself or anyone she cared for.

"He cares for you." she said, sitting beside her son.

"He sure does! He's even helping me to commit the same sins he's been committing." more sarcasm.

"Ah, don't he so hard to your father. He's trying to be nice to you like before." she responded to her son's sarcastic comment.

"It's not working." said Draco, getting up and putting on the mask. "Let's pretend I don't care. I want this to be over already."

He opened the door and walked down the corridor. Narcissa was still staring at the wall of the room, thoughtfully. What had ruined that family? It had to be Lucius with his obsession for the Dark Arts. But he hadn't always been like that, just like Draco he once was a good boy. And she didn't want her son to be like his father... she had to be a good mother, a real mother... if just for once in her whole life.

* * *

When it was 10PM Draco met his father in the secret room of the house, where all Death Eater meetings took place. Draco often went there with Crabbe and Goyle when they were young. They pretended to be Death Eaters and did meetings. He was more often than not the one to boss them around.

Since he was a kid he hated mudbloods and muggles. He liked to create plans of how to make them suffer, just for the sake of it. But as he grew up he noticed how much better would life be without them. The Dark Lord wouldn't exist and his father would be a normal one.

Dreams and wishes never took him anywhere, anyway. So he just forgot about the whole thing.

Lucius lead his into the room. All the other Death Eaters where already there, standing in a circle. In the center Voldemort grinned almost happily. He turned his attention completely to Draco as he walked into the room.

"It's good to see Lucius' son doing the exact same thing he did years ago." A Death Eater he couldn't tell who was said. "Brings back good memories, doesn't it, Lucius?"

"Indeed, Crabbe." So that was Crabbe's father... ironic how children from parents that are friends tend to be friends as well.

"Is everything ready, Lucius?" Voldemort asked, distantly.

"Yes, my Lord." Lucius responded, bowing. "Draco, stand here in front of the door."

Draco did so. He had no idea what was going to happen. He knew about the magic part of the ceremony, but had no idea about the symbolic part of it.

When it was 11:30PM the door opened. Luna appeared by the door, shaking slightly. She looked good on that clothes.

A long sleeveless black dress that covered her breast and stomach, but showed her whole back. Her skin was really soft and light, but obviously not as light as his. Her hair was braided in a long braid until her waist. Luna was absolutely stunning. And all that good looks gave Draco a good number of ideas she wouldn't like very much.

She looked around for him, her wide eyes blinking less than usually, until they rested on him. Luna poked his mask.

"Is that you?" she asked in a low tone of voice, but that could be easily heard by anyone in that room.

"Yes..." Draco answered, rolling his eyes behind his mask.

Luna started walking forward and shook her head, telling him to walk too. How could be the one becoming the Death Eater there and not knowing more than she did?

They walked forward until they reached Voldemort. Luna had the urge to wave a him and say how happy she was to meet the one who had made of her life a big mess. Besides, he didn't look so evil when she looked closer. He looked ugly, actually.

Voldemort gestured his hand and Draco took of his mask. Luna turned slightly to the side and took the hood that covered Draco's shiny hair off, smiling. She liked his hair.

Draco pulled up the sleeve of his shirt and stretched out his arm. Luna did the same. Voldemort started speaking about Death Eater stuff and loyalty while Draco looked around the room thinking of something else. Luna smiled to him.

"This is boring..." Luna whispered. Draco only nodded in response. "Is it going to hurt?"

"Sadly... yea." he nodded, turning his attention back to Voldemort, who was preparing a spell.

Luna was ready to anything, and that included pain. If it was what Draco wanted she would be there with him. That was the responsibility of a wife, wasn't it? She was singing japanese songs inside her head as Voldemort pointed his wand to their arms and a white smoke came out of it, surrounding both their arms.

"I thought this was going to be more dramatic..." Luna said to Draco, smiling.

When she finished her sentence a horrible pain took over her whole body. She could barely think, move or do anything at all. She looked to Draco and noticed he only stared to his arm, emotionless. But she noticed his forehead was wet with sweat. He was holding back the pain! Why? He didn't have to hold all the pain alone!

In a desperate measure, Luna moved her stretched arm and grabbed Draco's hand. His eyes widened and he stared at her in shock. Luna smiled and stick out her tongue.

Luna could see the little skull with a snake appearing on his arm. Tattoos really hurt a lot, didn't they?

Suddenly the door burst open and all Death Eaters took out their wands. Many familiar faces called Luna's attention.

Her Daddy was standing in the front with Lupin, Mad-Eye Moddy, Tonks, Mr. Weasley and even Dumbledore. The whole Order was there!!

"Daddy!!" Luna called, waving to him cheerfully. "Hi!!"

"Luna!!" shouted her father. "There's no time to greet me! Run!!"

When he yelled that all Death Eaters started attacking mercilessly. Draco didn't think twice before grabbing Luna by the waist and pulling her to a corner.

Luna closed her eyes and covered her ears. But she could still hear all the shouting and feel the heat of the spells.

Draco was protecting her with his body. Even if his body still hurt tremendously... even if the Dark Mark was still forming itself on his arm... even if he was covered in sweat... even if he had do close his eyes and look doing in pain...

"Draco..." Luna murmured, holding her tears. But she couldn't move, her body was paralyzed. Why in a moment like that?

Before Luna could do anything a light blue spell was sent toward them. She took over the control of her body one more time and tried to pull Draco to the floor, but it was too late. He got hit on the back.

"No!!" she yelled, holding him on the floor. The Dark Mark was almost complete on his arm.

A guy Luna didn't know started running toward her. He said something she couldn't listen, but the answer came loud and clear.

"All!!" she heard Lupin's voice say. She opened her eyes and tried to see what was going on. But hearing was enough to scare her even more.

"But kill all of them? What about them-" the guy asked pointing at Luna and Draco.

"Take her away from here! That's Dumbledore's orders!" she heard the last answer.

"You heard the man, Luna... move aside..." he commanded. Luna didn't move an inch.

The guy sighed and took his wand out of his pocket and prepared to attack when a red spell hit him right on the stomach. He fell on the floor, unconscious.

"I'm sorry." Luna closed her eyes for an instant and tried to pull Draco to the other room. No one was actually paying attention to what they were doing, too busy with their own duels.

When Luna reached the door as fast as she could, got up and was about to lift Draco with all the streght she had left and drag him upstairs when a voice whispered in worried tone:

"Oh my..." Narcissa kneeled beside Draco.

"What are you..." Luna tried to speak but Narcissa cut her.

"This is not good... too much Dark Power and all concentrated on the Dark Mark. And the Dark Lord still calls himself the Dark Lord. God, he's old! He couldn't see this..." she muttered to herself, holding her son's arm close to her eyes.

"Hey! Weren't you the great Dark Lord supporter?" Luna questioned, raising her eyebrows.

"I once was... until he drove my husband insane and was about to do the same to my son!" Narcissa shook her head.

"We'll have to take it out..." a second voice said. Luna looked up and Lupin smiled to her. "Don't worry, Luna, it'll be all right. But... do you think he'll be able to hold on, Narcissa?"

"I don't think so... but we must try." she said. "It might take all his magic and vital power... he might even die. But my son is not

"You may be right. He'll sure lose his magic power, even if we try to drain only the dark one. But his life... only if he's too weak. "

As Narcissa and Lupin discussed whether they should take the dark power out or not Luna hugged Draco close to herself. He was half-unconscious, for Luna saw him open his eyes, stretch his hand and rest it on her cheek. He opened his mouth to speak but lost all the consciousness left before saying a word. His hand fell graciously over his body. Luna brought it close to her mouth and kissed softly.

"YOU'RE NOT GONNA DO ANYTHING!!" Luna shouted. The two adults stared at her.

"Excuse me?" Narcissa blinked quickly.

"You're not touching him... You're not risking his life." Luna explained.

"You have no idea what that power might do to him!!" Narcissa yelled back.

"But he might die! Or even lose all his power! Why not let it be like this..." said Luna, looking down at Draco.

"Oh my... I think we're a bit too late..." Lupin smiled to cover up his worried tone of voice."He's waking up."

Luna and Narcissa looked down and saw that the Dark Mark visible on his arm. Suddenly a burst of energy came from Draco's body. Luna could feel all the dark energy they were talking about. All that energy was obviously not Draco's. Voldemort put that energy there when he was creating the Dark Mark.

Draco got up. Luna called his name but he only ignored her, opening the door to the room where the Order and the Death Eaters fought. All the attention turned to him. His eyes where still very blue, but the part that used to be white was now black. Just like in a cartoon when the main character turns evil.

The took his wand out of his pocket.

"You're newest Death Eater will prove his loyalty to you, my Lord." he said in an obscure tone to Voldemort, whose expression was of pure shock mixed with satisfaction.

Draco pointed his wand to every person in the room and shoot a cute little 'Avada Kedrava'. It didn't really matter to him if the person was a Death Eater or from the Order, he would just attack.

Luna watched as they tried to attack him back but the attacks would only bounce back. The Dark Lord himself was quite surprised he had put so much energy to do a simple Dark Mark. Perhaps he was really getting old.

Luna couldn't believe Draco was doing such a thing.

"Stop..." she muttered. Noticing she was about to do something, Luna's father ran toward her.

"No, Luna! Don't go near him!!" he yelled. But she wouldn't listen...

He would never do that! That wasn't her Draco. That wasn't the Draco that liked to pick on Harry, Ron and Hermione. That wasn't the Draco that liked to say bad things about people he didn't know. That wasn't the Draco that often got his ass kicked on Quidditch by the Gryffindors just because he hated them too much. That wasn't the Draco that liked to call her weird. That wasn't the Draco that she would always stand up against. That wasn't the Draco that protected her when she was attacked at school. That wasn't the Draco that held her so gently in his warm arms the last night. That wasn't her spoiled brat! THAT WASN'T HER DRACO!

"Stop!!!" Luna screamed, hugging Draco from behind. "Please, stop!" she begged, with tears in her eyes.

The Dark Mark disappeared instantaneously from his arm. His eyes turned back to normal and he fainted in her arms. Luna held him tightly and sat on the cold stone floor. She closed her eyes and tried to hold

Death Eaters and members from the Order killed each other while some were distracted with Luna's desperate attempt to save her beloved one.

When the Death Eaters that survived ran away with their lord, the members of the Order who last turned their total attention to her. She was still on the floor with her eyes closed, Luna's father stand beside his daughter, speechless.

No one said anything.

Because there was nothing to say.

* * *

Draco spent the next three months in the St. Mugos. No one was sure if he would live or die. At first everyone was sure he'd live, but his coma was lasting more than expected and they started losing their hopes.

No one would stay with him more than a couple of hours, and visits were very rare already. Only one person would stay everyday and every night sitting on a chair beside him: Luna.

She owed him a lot. He hadn't only showed her that someone else beside her father could love her, but he had also helped her prove that she could do things by herself better than anyone.

But she wasn't always that sweet and caring girlfriend. Luna would often scream with him of how much of a bastard he was and how much she was going to kick is ass when he woke up!! Afterall, he left her all alone waiting for him to wake up for months and months.

And so when April arrived, Luna was having breakfast beside him. Often showing him how tasty the food was but he could only lay there, sleeping.

She had just finished eating her last toast when she heard something a like a moan coming from beside her. She slowly turned her head and her light brown eyes met with his beautiful blue ones.

Draco smiled weakly and tried to speak, almost in a "tragic-heroic" way. He opened his mouth and closed it again several times until Luna looked at him angrily.

"Speak already!" she said, rolling her eyes.

"You're just the same, I see." he said, grinning.

"Of course I am." Luna said, smiling. "It's good to have you back, Draco."

"I think so too."

* * *

5 years later...

Luna was sitting in front of their house, staring the snow fall slowly in the front yard. It was exactly 5 years before that Draco and her had been through the worst experience of their lives. And they sure didn't want to ever do such a thing.

Draco hugged her from behind, kissing her neck softly. Luna smiled. Draco lowered his hands and touched her stomach. She was pregnant, caring his son or daughter.

"It's sure gonna be a boy..." Draco said.

"It's sure gonna be a girl..." Luna said, not listening to her husband.

"And he'll go to Slytherin..."

"And she'll go to Ravenclaw..."

They stared at each other. Luna smiled and then laughed loudly.

"It doesn't matter. As long as she's not a Death Eater, I'm happy." she smiled. Luna looked at Draco with the cutest face she could find. "But she'll be a 'she', right? Please!! Tell me that the sperm you sent was X... or Y... er... how's that letter muggles use? S... W... I dunno!!"

"You're crazy. Can't you be a normal wife and cook, clean, massage my back..." Draco complained.

"Of course I'll massage your back, dear!!!" Luna yelled, hitting him with her frying pan. "Massage you with my frying pan, that's how I'll massage you!! I already cook and clean for you!! You useless husband!!"

"Shut up, freak! Who do you think you're talking to, woman?!?!" he yelled back, rubbing his head. "I'm your husband and you owe me respect!!"

"No I don't!!! You think you're sooo great, don't you?! I feel disgusted just to THINK about you!!"

They stared at each other for a moment. Draco stepped forward and kissed Luna softly on the lips. She turned her back to him and walked toward the kitchen. Draco followed her.

"I love you..." Luna said dreamily.

"Yeah, I love you too."

FiN

" I'm trying to remember
Why I was afraid
To be myself and let the
Covers fall away
I guess I never had someone like you
To help me fit
In my skin "

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A/N: And this is it. ^^ Believe in Heaven if over.

I might add an epilogue... just to clear some things. That is... if you want to. XP Let me know if you do.

I had so much fun writing this story... you have no idea. ^____^ It was my longest fanfic so far, and that makes me happy. I'm sorry if it was a little OOC but English isn't my first language and it's hard for me to write this way already. Trying to make them in character would be even harder. And I'm, well... too lazy. XP

Thanks for all the wonderful reviews! They helped me through all the process. ^^

And remember: There are never enough Draco/Luna fanfics!! XDDD

Bye Bye!!

12/10/2003