Luna fretted with her hair, and as her hands trembled terribly, her stomach did sickly twists and churns. Underneath her clingy blue dress was a set of blue match lace lingerie that she wished would burn on her body rather then show it to Luscious Malfoy. Her mind was still trying to wrap its self around whart she was planning on doing, and she had even tried imagining what it would be like. She could see Luscious' sweaty form over her, huffing and puffing, and touching her in places only Draco had ventured. Luna braced herself on a library shelf as her breath quickened, and not in a good way. The only thing that kepy her sane at this moment were happy memories of her and Draco.

Her legs were still wrapped around his form, and he, for his part, still held Luna tightly as their breath bgean to slow finally.She leant forward and slowly kissed a path across his chest, and he let a relaxed sigh breathe through all of him. She let it pass through her as well, and she felt peace. Draco was absently rubbing her back absently, as his eyelids became heavy.

"I wish we could stay here for ever," Draco admitted, and Luna's couldn't help but glance at his healing bruises across his lower abs.

"We can," Luna vowed. She laid a kiss on each fluttering eyelid of his, and when she did he held her close and kissed her. "When we are together," Luna said absently, she paused to nibble his bottom lip, and then she drew back with a sigh and continued. "Luscious can't hurt you. He'll never be able to hurt you again if I just keep you here."

"That's a big burdon, and I can't, and won't, make you take care of me." Draco said in a low voice, and Luna could hear all his hurt and anguish that laced his tone.

She jumped up so that she hovered over him, and Draco let out a laugh as she slowly nuzzled so she lay atop of him. He grabbed a tendril of her hair and wrapped it around his finger and smiled at her.

"Your safe here," She whispered to him then kissed him softly.

But quickly, the form undenreath her changed, and she fell onto a bed. Her mind was slipping into horrid visions of the night to come.

She was on black silk covers of a huge kingsized bed. The room was dark, so dark that she couldn't see the form approaching her, and she had to stifle a friegtened gasp as his cold hand carrssed the side of her face.

"All mine..." muttered a greasy voice in the dark, and a candle lit by magic flickered across the long face of Luscious Malfoy. His thin lips were suddnly forced on her own and she felt tears roll down her cheeks as he deepened their embrace.

"Luna..." A voice said, it drifted into her mind but floated back out again. Luna was far too stressed to even acknowledge that Ginny Weasley was tapping her shoulder.

His hips thurst against hers and she felt revultion rise like bile.

"Luna!" Ginny said more forcefully, and it shook Luna from the horrific images of Luscious kissing her.

"What?" Luna snapped, as she turned and faced Ginny.

Ginny started at Luna's harsh tone, but quickly recovered. "Your father sent a letter, he requests a visit from you tonight. I know the obvious is reply is no, seeing as your um..." She cleared her throat. "Busy. But, I thought I'd mention it."

It was an offer, and it was tempting. If she said yes to her father's invitation, then she would go to his hospital and not to the Malfoy Mansion. Of course, not going to the Malfoy Mansion would cause her to loose everything dear to her, ie Draco Malfoy. But the thought of running to her father's arms instead of Luscious' was obviously a temptation, and just give up and take the easy way out. Ginny was offering her a chance on a silver platter, and she looked at Luna gravely, because Ginny knew the consequences Luna's answer could weild.

Luna sucked in a long breath, but she shook her head. "No, Ginny, I am busy tonight."

Ginny nodded slolwy, understanding what Luna was saying, and she wrapped her arms around her. Then four men stomped into the small alcove in the library's divination section. Blaise and Harry led Crabbe and Goyle up to Luna and Ginny, who had sprung apart at their interruption. Harry gave Ginny a sharp look, but covered it by glancing to Crabbe and Goyle behind him, and getting the clue, they hid a sack behind their bulky frames.

"What's in there?" Ginny asked, she was unable to stifle her curiosity, and it gave her another warning look from Harry.

"Ginny," He said in a long soft tone, that sounded condescending. "I told you not to come here."

"I know, Harry," Ginny beagn, and she glanced at Luna. "I couldn't help it."

"I know, I know," Harry sighed. "But you need to go now. Luna needs to get ready."

Ginny puffed up her chest, ready to fight Harry on the matter, but he shook his head, and she deflated with a huff. "Luna," she said, turning away from Harry. "I can always stay, you know that..."

"This is degrading enough," replied Luna. "I'd prefer it if less people saw me like this."

Ginny gave Luna's suggestively tight dress the once over, and nodded. "Ok, I'll be with Ron and Hermione out by the Black Lake. You can always come if you get scared and want to back out."

Blaise cleared his throat, cautioning her, but Ginny ignored him.

"Thanks, Ginny," Luna began. "But I'm sick of being scared."

Ginny truned on her heel, and rushed away from the five of them, unwilling to fall further out of favour with four boys. Once she was gone, the bag Crabbe and Goyle held was again put into view. Harry walked up to Luna and gave her hand a small squeeze before he became all business.

"Ok," he said in his matter-of-fact tone. "Narcissa Malfoy leaves the house for her weekly gambling night at 6pm, and she is gone all night. Luscious will be home alone, save the house elves."

"And Draco," Blaise added. "He will be held down in the downstairs dungeons, and that's where you have to go."

"How on earth do I get there with Luscious in the house?" Luna asked in a tight voice.

Crabbe and Goyle let their mishapen grins spread across their features, and Crabbe shoved his meaty fingers into the sack and brought out handcuffs. Luna eyed them suspiciously.

"They are magic, and for your use only." said Blaise. Harry began to busy himself with a few hair clips he was holding, as his fatures were turning bright red.

"My use?" Luna repeated, unsure of what Blaise meant.

"Luscious will use them on you, and when he dozes off to sleep, thinking you are safely secured, they will fade to dust and you are free to roam the mansion." replied Blaise, but Luna couldn't contain her disgusted shudder.

"Crabbe and Goyle will safely escort you up through the Malfoy's grounds, but once you are through their iron front gates, Luna, you're on your own." Harry said, glad that the bondage topic had passed. "I have different accesories for you, and they all serve their own purpose."

Harry went on to show her the magic accessories he had made her. Hair pins that acted as tranquilisng needles, nail polish that served as explosive potion, a map of the Malfoy's Mansion folded up and stashed in a compact mirror case, and her wand neatly stashed into a mascara bottle. All these, and more, were stored in a small leather bag, that was the same light blue as her dress.

"When do we leave?" Luna asked, as she fastened the tranquilser needle hair pins into her hair.

"Right now," Blaise replied, and he grabbed Luna, and brought her close to his body.

"Ready," Harry, Crabbe and Goyle all said, and suddenly the four boys were teleporting Luna away.

Once they had arrived at the edge of the Malfoy's land, Crabbe and Goyle took a water like cloth from Harry, and suddenly it was thrown over her. Blaise ushered them away from Luna, before she was whisked away up towards the house. Blaise took the cloth off and rested it around her shoulders. His hands rested on her shoulders, and he owed his head slightly, as if taking a moment of silence.

"Be safe, Luna. Luscious is a tricky fellow, he'll try anything to trap you." Blaise said.

She felt a twinge of anger at his downing tone and she flipped the cloak back over her face, and with a defiant tone she said. "Like I don't know."

Blaise stumbled back, slightly startled, but Luna saw pride spread across his features, and next to him Harry stood as if torn between apparating back to Hogwarts before he's caught, or bowing down and appraising Luna.

"I presume I'm wearing your invisiblity cloak, Harry," she said to him, and he nodded. "Good."

Crabbe and Goyle actually looked bored with the whole scene, and they just waited for Luan to hurry up, not realising this was a profound moment. Luna was finally growing up and into her own light, and out of other people's shadows. Despite the fact she was now marching off towards Luscious Malfoy's bed, only to drug him and run for her actual husband, Draco Malfoy, Luna couldn't help but feel proud of herself. (You're certainly growing up, Luna Malfoy).

"Shall we?" She finally askedCrabbe and Goyle, and they nodded, looking relieved. They took an arm each, and marched her up the steep hill infornt of them, passing through the various gates and 'DO NOT ENTER' signs as if they were nothing but air. Luna felt unease come over her and screw with her guts as a mansion began to emerge into view. It was large, dark and omnious, just like she had imagined it. The walls were made out of what looked like black granite, and there were huge fearsome gargoyles, that were easily twice the size of Crabbe, and they roared down at Luna, as if they knew she wasn't meant to be there. Draco had once admitted that the thought of the hideous gargoyles still gave him nightmares, and Luna had to swallow down the impluse to throw a hex at them.

"We'll be leaving you here," Goyle said roughly, it was never his tact to be in the least bit kind, but Crabbe had a bit more comapssion.

"Good luck, Malfoy," he said to her, and Luna felt proud to carry Draco's name, but just not his family's history, that unfortunatly came with it. The invisiblity cloak was whisked away from her, and before she realised it was off her, it was warpped around Crabbe and Goyle. She could no longer see them, but she did see impressions of heavy footsteps leading aweay from the mansion, and away from her.

(Well this is it.)

She tried to relax her muscles to form a flitascious face, but all she looked like was pained or constipated. What if this didn't work? What if Luscious hexed her on the spot? Or the handcuffs were broken? Worse, what if Draco had already been killed? What if Luna would soon join him? In heaven? Oh what a romantic thought... But, dying was a rather frieghtful prospect. Though detah looked tasty compared to a night of 'pleasure' with Luscious Malfoy. What if he was rough? What if he hit her? What if Draco could never have her again, all beacuse she slept with his father... What if he saw he as a tarnished object? Something unworthy of his love?

She was stressing, and over what? Luna took a deep breath and calmed herself, moving her shoulders in circles, as she tried to calm her nerves. But before she could nock on the door, it swung wide open.

Luscious Malfoy lounged in the door frame, smiling mischieviously as if he knew exactly why she was there, and Luna had to bite back the temptation to inform him otherwise.

"Well, well, and here I thought today was going to end badly," He said slyly, and Luna suprised herself by giving him the most seductive smile she could muster, and it wasn't half bad. He blinked a few times at the sight of her smile, and his muscles tensed slightly.

"I'm here to ensure it doesn't," she said slowly, drawing out the ensure.

"Quite interesting prospect Miss. Lovegood," Luna had to bite down the hate that surged when he used her maiden name. "Do come in."

Luna suantered past him easily, and entered her home as if she was completly unfazed, but inside she shook furiously. Turning around, Luna came face to face with Luscious, and he was rubbing his chin and licking his lips, as if reinacting Little Red Riding hood.

"What brings you here, anyway? Draco isn't going to be just handed to you, I need to break him in a bit more." Luscious said, walking by her, pretending he was completely uninterested in any reason she would have that woudl bring her tow his home. But Luna knew he was dying to know, and she was planning on using it to her full advantage.

Luscious has entered his study on the first floor and he drained his glass of scotch, and went to refill it. Luna walked in after him, and closed the door behind her. Placing her bag on a leather seat, she walked up to the desk and leaned over it. Luscious clocked her a glance, and she saw the want and lust flicker behind his fatures, and she was beginning to realise Blaise was right. Luscious did want Luna!

"So, Draco still hasn't caved in yet?" She asked Luscious, but he didn't reply for some time. "He is stubborn that way."

"Takes after his father," Luscious said in one tone.

"So, you're stubborn..." Luna said slowly, walking around the desk and staright up to Luscious. Its like being witha dog – you need to show no fear. "Should have known, but I'm good at breaking stubborn people."

"And why would you try and break me?" Luscious asked, he was still standing by his desk, looking down at Luna as if she was awe inspirirng, and almost freaky. "What would you gain?"

Luna pushed him into the leather chair behind him, and despite himself he let out a laugh. Luna moved so close she could smell his whiskey and masculine scent, that smelled oddly sweet. He watched her intently as she hovered above him, not touching him, but meerly daring him to touch her.

Luna knew she looked sexy in her blue dress, and it hugged her waist perfectly. She knew Luscous wanted her to the point she could swear he was panting, and Luna felt revolted, and yet intriuged by this powere she had over a man such as himself.

"What would you gain from breaking me?" Luscious repeated, his eyes had glazed over as he looked up at Luna.

"A great, great time!" Luna replied, and he pushed forward and smashed his lips on hers.