Luna Lovegood (POV)
Well, that was interesting.
Ruth, the secretary, is explaining something to me, but I'm not listening to a word of what she's saying. My mind is too busy trying to establish what just happened with Malfoy.
Actually, what did just happen with him? Has he undergone a personality transplant or something? Because he is not the person he was at Hogwarts. And what the hell was I doing, flirting with him like that? I may as well have thrown myself at him. Although I have to say, there is only one word for that kiss: wow.
When he came in here, I thought I was in for a lecture on privacy and human rights. I admit, my main priority was getting that story, not privacy rights. But when he quoted my article and smiled like that, I was already in full flirting mode. And yes I did like the fact that he came into my office; most people would send a Howler or something and I'd have the whole building listening to some idiot's complaint. Oh, that makes me so mad.
Anyway, since I became editor of the Quibbler, those are the kind of things I've had to put up with. But I don't let them get to me, because those people would be the first to complain if there was nothing in my newspaper except dull, boring, legitimate fact. At least now I don't have to print some of the more serious stuff about Voldemort and his killing sprees. Even if it was important, it was tedious.
So now that Ruth has gone and I'm alone, I contemplate Malfoy's new attitude. Maybe his divorce opened his eyes, so that's why he's so nice. I wasn't lying about the undeniably sexy part; the charming part I had to use in the loosest terms possible. All I can actually think about is that kiss. Oh god, I thought I might spontaneously combust the minute my lips met his. And ok, I didn't have to kiss him, but the moment would have been wasted if I hadn't.
I wonder if I'll see him again; I doubt it, even if we did kiss. Malfoy – sorry, Draco – is probably still suffering from his divorce; he and Pansy were genuinely in love, at least for a few years. That kind of love doesn't just disappear; it stays behind and fades away slowly. Not that I would know; I've never been truly in love before.
Maybe I should write to him. That way I could explain what happened without getting distracted by those grey eyes and that gorgeous smile. I've always been better with written words than spoken ones. Its times like these I wish had someone to ask advice of. A female someone. Like a mother. I don't miss her; I barely even knew her, so how could I? I just wonder, sometimes, what it would be like if she was still alive.
Now I'm getting sentimental; must be the unusual well of emotions.
So what am I really feeling? Someone I was convinced hated me by association to Harry, actually came into my office, flirted with me something awful and then rounded it off by kissing me. And I enjoyed it; I loved every second of it, and if he was to come back in here now, I'd let him do the same thing to me.
It's strange, because I don't know what I should do. I've had plenty of offers from much more suitable men than Draco Malfoy; why does it have to be him I'm thinking of right now? Maybe I should just take it as a punishment for writing all that stuff about him in the Quibbler. But what if it isn't? What if it was serious?
Okay, fine, I admit it; I want him to march back in here right now. That way, I could find out what he really feels. And if I like what I hear, maybe I won't let him leave quite so quickly.
Whatever, I have to get home early tonight; I'm going out with some friends. It's time I took a break from work for a while.
"Go on Luna, it's only for a laugh"
"But I don't want to, Sarah" I protested, "I can't sing"
Sarah looked at me in disbelief.
"Can't sing?" she echoed. "Luna if you can't sing, then give me wings and call me a Hippogriff!"
"Why don't you get up there and sing yourself?" I asked her.
"Because I really can't sing but we all know you can"
I looked round at Sarah, Ruth and Leah in defeat; there was no point in protesting any longer. They were obviously adamant that I would get up on that mini-stage and sing something. And once they've got an idea, they won't let it go.
So I stood up, watched their smiles reappear, and made my way, rather nervously to the stage set up at the back of the bar.
It took me five minutes to find a song that I actually wanted to sing; there is one song that I heard once and I've loved ever since. I can't remember the singer, but she has an incredible voice; it's a Muggle song that I found when I was going through my mum's old stuff once.
I waited until the band behind me started to play the song. An enchanted spotlight lit up, blinding me with its bright white light.
Baby you pretend that things ain't what they seem
All this tension telling me just exactly what we should be
Now I don't mind us being some kind of casual thing
Listen, all I wanna do right now is have your contact on me
Can you put your hands my waistline
Want your skin up against mine
Move my hips to the baseline
Let me get mine, you get yours
Hang a please don't disturb sign
Put my back into a slow grind
Sending chills up and down my spine
Let me get mine, you get yours
If you see me with a man
Understand that you can't question me
The feelings that you call, it ain't my fault
It can't help your jealousy
If you can handle the fact that
What we have has got to be commitment free
Then we can keep this undercover lovin' comin', hittin'
Underneath the sheets
Can you put your hands my waistline
Want your skin up against mine
Move my hips to the baseline
Let me get mine, you get yours
Hang a please don't disturb sign
Put my back into a slow grind
Sending chills up and down my spine
Let me get mine, you get yours
Now listen
So, come on and freak my body
We can get nasty, naughty
All night a private party
Gotta hit that spot just right
Work me like a 9 to 5
It ain't about the kissin' and huggin'
Cause this is a physical lovin'
Straight sweatin', our bodies are rubbin'
Gotta hit that spot just right
Work me like a 9 to 5
We have a physical thing
We'll make love, but don't fall in love
Let me get mine, you get yours
You spend time
Just enough so you get yours, and I get mine
No strings attached
I want your body, not your heart
Let me get mine, you get yours
Can you put your hands my waistline
Want your skin up against mine
Move my hips to the baseline
Let me get mine, you get yours
Hang a please don't disturb sign
Put my back into a slow grind
Sending chills up and down my spine
Let me get mine, you get yours
Put your hands my waistline
Want your skin up against mine
Move my hips to the baseline
Let me get mine, you get yours
Hang a please don't disturb sign
Put my back into a slow grind
Sending chills up and down my spine
Let me get mine, you get yours
Come here
Don't be shy
I won't bite
Let me get mine, you get yours
That stupid spotlight was still in my eyes when I sang the last words of the song. Shading my eyes with my hand, I saw that, as the band played the last beat, the audience applauded wildly.
Wow, I thought in surprise, they actually liked it.
I felt the excitement of the crowd, they were cheering now. I smiled in relief and took a bow.
It wasn't until my eyes looked around the room, over the audience, past Sarah, Ruth and Leah who were clapping and whistling madly, and to the bar that I saw something that drove the elated applause from my consciousness and made my already racing heart speed into overdrive.
Draco leant casually against the bar, glass in hand, with his attractive smirk in place and he was looking straight at me. He raised his other hand and waved nonchalantly.
"Hi" he mouthed.
I laughed softly; the audience came back, and my ears were filled with noise again. But I never tore my eyes from Draco.
When the cheers began to die down, I walked off the stage, past murmurs of compliments, all the way to the table I shared with Sarah, Ruth and Leah. Their smiles were wide and congratulating, but I didn't feel the need to stay and chat any longer than I had to.
"That was brilliant!" Leah said earnestly.
"Thanks" I said, blushing.
"Luna, you were great" Sarah joined in the congratulations.
"Thank you" I said modestly, desperate to find Draco.
"You have such an amazing voice" Ruth began.
"Yeah … well, I have to go" I said, quickly.
"What?" three voices cried in dismay. "Why?"
"I just remembered, I have some important stuff to do back at the office"
"Come on Luna, can't you take a break from work, just for one night?" Sarah protested.
"No, this is really important. Dad would want me to take care of it"
I was playing the guilt card again, but right now I just don't care. I want to see Draco so much that I can't think of anything else.
"Oh … okay, Luna. We'll see you later" Leah sighed, shooting Sarah and Ruth a silencing glance.
"Bye" I said gratefully, grabbing my cloak and hurrying over to the bar.
"Where's she going?" I heard Sarah ask, "The exit's over there."
I ignored it, my mind occupied with Draco's smile and his eyes and his lips and …
Okay, I'm just going to stop right there; my thoughts are getting too weird, even for me.
"Hello" I said, tapping Draco on the shoulder.
He turned, grinned, looked over my shoulders and then grabbed hold of my wrist.
"What are you doing?" I asked, as he weaved his way through the crowds.
"Your three friends are almost falling over each other trying to see what you're doing with me" he replied, "I don't suppose you want them to see anything"
"Really?" I asked with a smile.
His hand was sending chills along my arms and it was making me nervous.
"Wait" I said, stopping suddenly.
Draco turned and looked at me curiously.
"Why?" he asked.
I grinned wickedly; "Come here" I said, pulling him by his hand towards me.
He stepped forwards, until I was looking up at him, my hands gripping his forearms, my body trembling in anticipation.
"I hope they see everything" I murmured.
"You do?"
I nodded; I could feel his breath on my cheek, and his hands pressed against my waist sent uncontrollable shivers through my body.
In response he kissed me; his tongue probing my mouth insistently, his lips pressed against mine. God, the way it felt to have his hands on me … well, it's the best feeling I've ever had. I won't go into much detail, but he is intoxicating; I just couldn't help but kiss him deeper.
When I pulled away, I could see Sarah, Ruth and Leah all staring at me and Draco, mouths wide open. I smiled mischievously at them and gave them a little wave. They just stared back in astonishment.
"You just keep on surprising me, don't you?" Draco's voice said at my ear.
I shuddered as his lips grazed my cheek.
"I wouldn't want you to think I'm boring" I replied coyly.
"It's working"
There was a silence; his eyes met mine again, and I found it almost impossible to tear my gaze away.
"So, that was an interesting choice of song" Draco said moments later, his playful smirk returning. "Any reason for it?"
"Well, I love that song" I shrugged, "And I think it fits this moment perfectly."
"Yes. Yes it does."
"I think it's time to go" I said lightly, although my body was buzzing just from being this close to him.
"Really? Why's that?" he asked mildly.
"Because if I don't sleep with you now, I'm going to go demented." I said innocently.
He opened his mouth, stopped and looked down at me curiously.
"Miss Lovegood, you shameless hussy!" Draco said, pretending to be shocked. "Let's go" he added grinning.
So we left the bar, making sure to pass my friends on the way out. Their faces were a picture. Once outside, we hurried to Draco's place, burst through the door, kissing so much my lips felt bruised, and somehow made it to the bedroom.
It was passion like I've never felt it, and I would quite readily go through it again.
I woke up later, with Draco's arm slung across my hips, our legs tangled together, and his body pressed close to mine.
There was a soft light coming from the window, so it must have been early morning. I turned around and smiled as I saw the peaceful expression on Draco's face as he slept.
He stirred, and opened those amazingly grey eyes of his, smiling as he saw I was awake.
"Hey" I said softly, nestling closer to him.
"Morning" he replied, wrapping his arms around me.
"Mmmmm you are …ahhh. I can't even think of the words to describe what last night felt like." I looked at him, smiling.
"Probably the same way I feel, looking at you now" he answered softly, his eyes searching my face.
That look was sending shivers all over my body; I kissed him gently, feeling so incredibly happy it was ridiculous.
"You're amazing, you know that?" I said when we broke apart.
"How do you figure that one out?" he said, nibbling on my ear.
"I've had two conversations with you and already I'm jumping into bed with you." I shrugged helplessly, smiling in spite of myself. "And the worst thing is, I don't regret a single minute of it."
Draco grinned and kissed me again.
"I guess I'm just irresistible" he said when he pulled away.
Ah, that smirk. That's the one thing I've always liked about Draco; his smile is gorgeous.
In response I kissed him a third time, pulling him to me, so that he rolled on top of me.
I'm going to sleep with him again, I thought vaguely, as his hands roamed over my body, and his lips launched another assault on mine. Damn shame.
Yeah right.