I want to say something. I want to talk to her. I want to comfort her. But I can't. My mouth is sealed shut and my feet seem to be nailed to the soggy wet dirt of the graveyard. As the ceremony draws to a close, people start leaving. They are getting up and walking out, leaving her with nothing but a pat on the back, kiss on the cheek, and well wishes.

Eventually, it is only her. I am watching from a distance. Standing there, starring at the ground that conceals her husband. She looks as though someone had tore her in half and taken a whole part of her.

She is so strong. I thought with admiration. Stronger than I will ever be.

My heart feels a surge of pain as I remember how cruel I was to her for seven years. Loony Lovegood. Loopy Luna. I wince at the memory of my bullying. Once I even pushed her. I wanted to punch myself.

How the bloody hell can you be such a fucking terrible person, Draco? I ask myself, feeling all sorts of shame and hatred for myself. Even if I tried talking to her, she would probably never even utter a word back. I don't blame her though. After all, what angel would be crazy enough to have a conversation with the devil?

As if was reading my thoughts, she turned around. "Hello, Draco."

I can't find any words to say. Her beauty literally took my breath away. Her flowing blond hair reminded me of delicate sand on a beach. And her eyes…those stunning grey, silver eyes…they are indescribable. Even when they were filled with pain, they still managed to outshine the sun. She looked just like the young, carefree Ravenclaw girl I remembered her as.

"Thank you for coming." Luna tells me. Her soft, quiet voice was innocent as always but drowned in melancholy. "It means a lot. It truly does."

"I really am sorry about Neville." I say with unexpected honesty.

She nods slowly, "If only he had seen that train coming… I can't help but think…I could've done something…"

"Don't blame yourself." I couldn't stand seeing her like this. "Please."

Luna looks at me with a slight, weak smile. "Why don't you come over to my house for a cup of tea? We can talk things over about how the past couple of years have been. You know, catch up."

"That sounds nice, thank you."

It turns out that we are, in fact, neighbors. Directly across the street from me are my idiot muggle neighbors, and she lives right next door to them. We sit down at her kitchen table and she pours tea into the cup in front of me, and the one in front of her.

"So, how have you been?" I inquire, looking straight into her eyes with sincere concern. Though, the second I said it, I knew it was the stupidest question to ask. Obviously she was shattered to pieces. Her husband had suddenly died, leaving her alone to care for her unborn child and raise him or her as a single mother.

"Oh, I guess I've been alright. But…" She puts a hand her huge pregnant belly and looks down at it, as if she were apologizing to it. "Well, you know, it's not going to be too easy…"

"Will you be moving back in with your parents? So your mother can help you with the baby?" I wonder, attempting to give her hope for the future.

"No. I'll be staying here. My mum died from a potion accident when I was nine and my father was killed two years ago in a wizard riot in Hogsmeade." Luna tries to give me a confident smile. "I'm on my own but I'm going to try to make the best of it."

The words echo in my ears. I'm on my own. I want to tell her that she would never be alone… that I was right there with her. I wanted to tell her everything I felt, but I didn't. Right now, she didn't need a lover. She needed a true friend to get her through this. And that's exactly what I intended on being.

"Luna," I say, and she looks up to meet my gaze. "I'm going to help you as much as I can. No matter what. I promise."

A hopeful twinkle appears in her eyes and she gives me a grateful smile. Then, she just drops the smile and shakes her head. "Thank you… but I could never ask you to do that. These are my challenges that I need to conquer."

"You're not asking me to do it." I insist, taking her hand, trying to comfort her. "I'm just telling you that I'm going to give you help whenever you need it. I really just want to be there for you, Luna."

"Like a friend." She whispers, as though it is a secret.

I nod. "Exactly. Like a friend."

Luna laughs, "I just can't figure you out. In Hogwarts, you despised me more than Nargles hate centaurs, and now you offer to be my friend and help me."

I take a deep breath. It hurt even more when she brought up my evil ways because it reminded me that it was this girl who I was so terrible to. "Luna. I was so wrong back then. I was a jerk and I didn't mean any of it. Honestly, I thought you were actually pretty amazing. Do you think you could you forgive me?"

It fascinated me that no matter how much evil fuels me, she could still bring out good in me. Apologizing, paying my respects at funerals…this is just something that Draco Malfoy didn't do... I was a true demon. But when she came to mind, I was suddenly a saint.

Luna nods knowingly, "Of course. Everyone deserves a second chance. Many times people need a third or fourth, as well. But I see the good in you, Draco. You're a kind person, even though you like to hide it deep down inside."

"And you like yours to shine through." I add.

She looks like she is about to say something, but then her eyes widen and her hands clasp her stomach. "Whoa!" She exclaims.

"Are you alright?" I demand, jumping out of my seat.

"Yes," She informs me. "Sorry, it just kinda takes me by surprise when they're very calm and then all of the sudden they both kick at the same time." Luna giggles. "It's almost like they plan it."

"Wait…they?" I repeat suspiciously.

"Didn't I tell you?" She asks softly. I shake my head. There was suddenly a faraway look in her eyes. I understood the situation at hand before she announced it. As if things couldn't get more difficult for this poor girl… And then she said it.

"I'm having twins."