Luna played with her white satin gloves as she stood with her back against the wall, and she watched as everyone dressed in ball gowns danced to the ochestral music. Her father was talking passionatly to another member of the gala, and Luna couldn't help but fel embarassed on behalf of her father because she knew no one took her father seriously. Her father had dragged himself from his sick bed to come to this gala only to be mocked behind his back. She spotted Ginny and Harry dancing happily somewhere in the fancy dressed crowd, and Luna wished on her life for a slice of what they had.

(You have it! His name is Draco.)

(But I can't love him openly like they can.)

(True that.)

"Excuse me," Lusicous Malfoy's voice echoed off the golden walls, and the music died down. Everyone stopped dancing, and they all looked to the stage where that thin, handsome, evil man grinned down at them. "Thank you for coming to my charity fundraiser for the arts."

"Chairty?" Someone laughed bitterly from beside her.She looked around to see Draco standing next to her. He was dressed in the exact same suit as his father, black with tails and making his tall figure look even taller. He was sneering up at his father as he whispered to Luna. "The man doesn't know the meaning of the word Chairty!"

"I think you should go tell him that," Luna said to him.

"How about no, Luna." He said, looking side ways at her with his silver eyes. "Can we get out of here? I can't stand and watch this man bullshit, I've done it for the first 18 years of my life."

Luna gave Draco a small smile and nodded, and as everyone's eyes were on Luscious, Draco's hand held to Luna's. They slowly slinked through the back doors to the patio.

"You look beautiful," he said to her as they stood under the starlight. "You look like an angel when you wear yellow."

"Its champagne." Luna replied and Draco gave her a laugh.

"Dance with me, Luna?" He asked her. The music inside had started again with a soft guitar melody and a man's voice floated out to Luna and Draco, who still stood alone.

"I'd love to," Luna said, and they drew together.

"Let the poets struggle to describe your heart." the singer sang."Your art of love, and your love of art." Then as the second line came in, Draco sang alone too.

"If you ever loved me tell me so, as you turn to go." he sang softly, and Luna clung to his suit jacket tighter.

She was found in the fetal position on the library floor, muttering on about Draco, by Filch. He had woken Prf. Flitwick, Luna's head of house, and as they rushed her to the hospital wing, Harry, Blaise and Ginny had joined them.

It went by in a blur of anxious looks and rather obnoxious questing like; How many fingers am I holding up? What's 7 x 7? What's the headmaster's name? Luna never answered, all she could remember was bawling, and crying out Draco's name, hoping he would appear beside him. Blaise had looked worried when Luna cried out about how he had stayed behind. But finally, all her anxiety and gut wrenching worry slipped away when Madam Pomfery administered the sedative. Luna had stopped stuggling and crying bloody murder, and feel into a restless sleep on the hospital bed.

"Are we ever going to get Draco back?" Blaise's voice said, it floated into her sleepy head.

"Can you worry about Luna for two seconds?" Ginny's voice snapped back. Luna stirred, and everything felt numb. Her eyes were swollen from crying hard, and she could feel her damp pillow. Luna opened her eyes. The sun was only just peeking over the hills outside her hospital window, but she could tell it was no where near morning. Only a few meters away she could see Blaise, Harry and Ginny. None of them had realised Luna was awake, they were all too busy fighting.

"You don't know the affect Draco's death is going to have." Blaise said to Ginny.

"You say it like he's already dead!" Ginny almost screetched.

"Its very unlikely that he is still alive." Blaise replied to Ginny, and she let out a small sob.

"Shut up, Blaise," Harry said darkly from Ginny's side.

Blaise pointed his hand violently at Harry and spoke. "Don't you pretend that you even give a flying merlin whether Draco is alive or not! You don't know him! You spent your whole Hogwarts life trying to ruin his!"

Harry turned away from Blaise, and still he didn't spot Luna staring at them all.

"He could still be alive," Ginny said, and Blaise scoffed. "Just consider it, for Luna's sake."

"For Luna's sake?" Blaise repeated. "In the state he was most likely in, and the fact that Luscious shows no mercy, the odds are far against Draco. I wouldn't be suprised if we find the dead body of Draco in that house. Its best for Luna if we don't sugar coat things."

"I can't believe you're saying that!" Ginny said back to him. "You're just drunk!" It was then Luna saw the near empty scotch bottle in his hand.

"I mean every word that's coming out of my mouth! Draco is gone!" Blaise said to Ginny.

Luna shut her eyes tight, trying to fall back to sleep, or maybe even wake up from this nightmare... Her body was shaking in the hospital bed, images of Draco, lying dead in the Malfoy Manor foyer fleated through her mind. And only faintly she could hear Ginny fighting with Blaise. And when she did open her eyes, Luna could see Harry holding Ginny back from Blaise who was wiping blood from a split lip.

"You watch your tiger, Potter." Blaise spat and Harry shot daggers at him from his emerald eyes.

"Fuck off, Blaise." Harry said back. "You never cared about Luna! This was all about Draco for you!"

"You don't know what you're talking about, Luna's very close to me." Blaise began.

"Oh shut up, Blaise!" Harry said back. "Just go back to drinking."

"Gladly." Blasie spat and he took a deep swig.

Luna bunched her hands under the covers into tight balls, waniting to shut their words out of her mind. She wanted to escpae back to memories of her short but blissful time she had with Draco. There won't be any more now... she wanted to move, run from the room in a screaming fit, but knew she would be hounded by Harry, Ginny and Blaise, so she stayed as still as a board.

"What should we do," Ginny asked in a voice which told Luna she had been crying.

"We go get Dumbledore," Harry repled. "And Blaise stays here in case Luna wakes up."

"Who made you boss?" Blaise asked in a slur, but the doors were openining and the they closed. "Ass." Blaise muttered.

Luna peered out of one eye and saw him dragging a chair over to her bedside, he looked sad, not angry. Anger was most likely a front to hide his weakness form Harry... Luna wanted to reach out to him, but the pain inside her own heart made her stop.

His hand reached up and brushed a few hairs out of her face, and he let a sigh escape his lips. Luna relaxed at his touch, a friend in the world, that was her Blaise. He was quiet for the longest time, his hand in her hair.

"I'm so sorry, Luna," he said and that's when the tears came. He gave quiet sobbing noises, and Luna could feel his hand shaking too. "It's all my fault, I should have gone instead of you!"

Luna stayed silent, keeping her eyes closed and givng Blaise his moment alone, she wouldn't interupt him as he cried. She and Blaise had been close friends, but he always had a wall up, he always hid things from Luna, and he would no doubt keep doing that. So Luna stayed asleep so he could continue to express himself.

"Please!" he sobbed, his hand beginning to hold more forcefully to Luna. "Please, forgive me, Luna! Forgive me!"

She opened one eye and saw Bliase blubbering before he fell forwards and began to cry into her bedsheet, his head gently touching her hip. She opened her eyes fully so she could observe him properly, and saw a broken man. Did Draco know how much he meant to the poeple in his life? Was his need for vengance that strong that he would risk loosing them all? Or was his sence of love and protectiveness what drove him?

Bliase eventually fell asleep, letting a sob escape everyonce and awhile in his sleep. Luna began to stroke his long black hair as he drew closer up to her, seeking the warmnth and love she offered him. She could feel his heart ache that matched her own, and she felt the tears in her eyes.

She slowly inched out of the bed, being careful not to disturb the resting Blaise. Her feet finally swung off the bed and landed on the cold stone Hospital floor. She found slippers placed near her bedside and so she slipped them on. She had been changed into a long shite nightgown that sweapt the floor as she walked towards the doors leading out of the hospital wing.

Her hair was brushed but out, and Luna ran her shaking hand through the long strands, trying to stable them. She was quiet as her feet padded along the corridors, the moonlight hit her when she passed windows, alighting her like a ghost. She didn't conciously know where she was going, but her feet seemed to know when to turn, so she followed them to the balcony of the astronomy tower.

From there she could see the expanse of Hogwarts, the place that had given her Draco. She looked down at the green grass that seemed to go on forever, and the wind blew across her, whipping her white dress and hair. She didn't know what she was there for, but knew she would find out soon. She closed her blue eyes andswayed slightly as she had a head rush, and with the dizzyness came more memeories of Draco.

She could remember his gnetle smile when he was relaxed, or the sterness in his eyes when he was trying to control himself. Luna wondered how she had ever got a man like tha, one so complex you might fear you're only getting half of his whole self. But he had given himself to Luna, and Luna had given herself to him. They were man and wife, bound for eternity. She would have died in his place at the Malfoy manor, had he given her the chance, but she knew he never would have. She opened her eyes and appealed to the big round surface of the moon, and in it she could swear she saw Draco's face, staring back at her with the same look he would get when they were alone... love.

"I love you so much, Draco," she said to the moon, and he seemed to nod before he disappeared. Luna felt her legs shaking with loss and greif, she wanted to scream or bury her head in the sand like an ostritch. Was he gone? Was he suffering? Was he all alone and hurting?

The unsureness hit Luna hard and she felt like throwing up. She grasped the balcony edges as he head swam. She would always miss him, she knew there was no one else, she would become an old lady in her home, with a picture of a handsome man, and when anyone came over they would say -

"Oh how handsome."

"Yes," she would reply. "He was."

Luna shivered as she opened her eyes. Why had he left her? Didn't he know she would have preferred to die next to him, rather than die a withered old lady, all alone?

She was furious with him, for leaving her. But her anger wasn't nearly as big as her love and greif. "I miss you, Draco!" she screamed to the moon, where Draco's face was no more.

"Why?" said a voice behind her. "There's no need to anymore"

She turned around and saw his platinum hair before anything else. Was he really there? Draco stood before her, still dressed in the ripped up clothes she had found him in, and looking a lot worse. But he still stood there giving her a smile like he didn't have a clue he looked so badly roughed up. She felt tears slip down her cheeks as she ran up and wrapped her arms around him. His form was solid under her arms, and Luna couldn't stop crying as he held to her.

"You're alive!" She screamed, backing away. "But... how..."

"Took him off guard," Draco replied in his usual short masculine voice. It had such bravery and sureness in it that Luna had almost forgot how much she loved the sound. "He fought back, but not for long."

"Did you kill him?" Luna asked in a whisper, afraid someone might hear.

"No, Dumbledore showed up, and stopped me." Draco said with a touch of anger in his voice. "But he's off to Azkaban now, for a fate worse than death."

"So that's how you got back? Dumbldore?" Luna asked and Draco gave a nod

"I can't believe you," Luna stuttered. "I thought you were..."

"I'd never leave you, Luna." he said to her, and Luna could have melted into his voice, into his love. "I still have to make you suffer through a lifetime of marriage."

"You have no idea how much I'm looking forward to that!" Luna cried.

Draco took her in his arms and kissed Luna like he never had before, Luna felt the love and profoundness in it. She felt her heart mend and he soul grab out and bond with his. Bound together, they were...