A/N: I don't own Harry Potter or any related characters

This is for the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Insane Prompt Challenge: 808 – Trope – arranged marriage

Writing Club September

Marvel Appreciation: 5 - Write about hiding something from someone

Word Count: 666

Luna stood at the edge of the water looking outward. The music from the party filled the air. Someone was playing a pair of bongos, and someone else had brought a set of maracas. Draco pulled his attention from the party, from the throngs of witches dancing around the fire pit. Draco watched Luna and frowned. What was she looking at? She'd come with him, well, he'd invited her. Didn't that mean she was here with him? What was so fascinating out there that she was completely ignoring him. He walked over to her, drinks in hand. Someone had decided that because it was a beach party, the drinks had to be served in halved coconuts. Draco thought it was a little tacky himself.

"Luna?" She turned her head slightly towards him.

"Can you hear them?" she whispered taking her drink from him. She took a sip of the pineapple and mango punch.

"Hear who?"

"The sirens. They're out there singing," she answered her eyes turning back towards the ocean.

"Don't they lure sailors to their deaths?" Luna laughed. A sound that reminded Draco of falling coins. It was a comforting sound. He put a hand on her shoulder.

"No, that's just a silly story. The truth is, their songs are so beautiful that some people can't help but want to hear them forever. That's why they jump into the water. The stories say, that if you listen carefully enough to the song of a siren, you'll hear the name of your soulmate." Draco fought the urge to laugh. Soulmates were something that didn't exist. They were just something people told themselves when their relationships didn't work out. Draco sighed. He'd never have to worry about that. His life was already preplanned for him, including who he was supposed to marry. He hadn't told Luna about the arrangement yet. He knew she'd be against it. She hated being told what to do. He hated that his father and hers had written out the contract when he was seven and Luna six.

"Can you hear them?" she asked pulling Draco from his thoughts. He tilted his head towards the waves.

"All I hear is the ocean and the sounds from the party," he answered. Luna gave him a smile and put her hand on his chest.

"You have to really listen, Draco. Close your eyes and just let the sound filter through your ears and into your heart," she whispered. Draco wanted to roll his eyes at her nonsense, but instead he closed his eyes and listened to the waves crashing against the shore. The sounds of the party seemed to fade as he focused on the sounds around him. He could hear the gulls screaming overhead, hear his own heart pounding in his chest. It seemed to pound in rhythm with the waves. Slowly, he realized there was a sound beneath it all, a soft sound. A singing maybe? There was definitely a melody to it, a single word filtering through, 'Luna'. Draco's eyes flew open and saw Luna standing beside him. His heart pounded even harder.

"You heard it too, didn't you?" she asked.

"Yes. I thought it was just a story, a legend."

"All legends have some basis in facts, like the fact I know about the contract your father and my daddy signed?"

"I was going to tell you, but the time... it never seemed right," Draco admitted. Luna nodded.

"And now?"

"Now, now I don't know what to think."

"Forget about thinking, Draco. What do you feel, here?" she asked, her fingertips against his heart.

"That I don't want to spend a minute without you."

"Good. I feel the same way. And the siren obviously thinks we belong together, so does that mean you'll honor the contract?"

"Yes. I will, Luna. I will take you as my wife, forever." Luna smiled kissing him. Her lips tasted like the ocean.

"Forever," she agreed as the couple stared out at the now setting sun.