A/N

Hi everyone! In order to celebrate 1,000 views (and also because I've been lazy and owe you all a chapter), here is Chapter 3! As usual, I don't own any characters from either universe, and please feel free to correct me on any mistakes I make by writing a review. If you just liked the story, send a review too. And if you just hated the story, guess what? Send a review too and tell me why and how I can improve! Thanks everyone! :)

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Draco sat down with Luna at the Slytherin table in a daze. How could she see, sorry "sense", Loki? More importantly, why didn't Loki know the answer to this? How is any of this happening? Why does he trust Loki so much? He just met him! For all he knows, he could be some other guy who just happens to be called Loki, and had nothing to do with the god of mischief.

Draco was distracted from his spiral into despair by a plate of pancakes sliding in front of him.

"You said you like pancakes." Luna mused, passing him maple syrup, oblivious to the stares that the two of them were receiving, Luna for being at the Slytherin table making conversation with Draco Malfoy of all people, and Draco for his drastically changed attire.

Draco absentmindedly began eating his pancakes, muttering a "thank you" as he did his best to ignore the stares as Luna did, though he failed miserably, his face now as red as the infamous Weasley hair.

An awkward silence settled over the two as they ate their breakfast. As Draco was deliberating how best to ask Luna about Loki, Luna turned to him, pulling off her glasses.

"You're probably wondering how I can sense Loki." Luna stated. Draco nodded in agreement, doing his best to look nonchalant about the topic, though looking a tad too enthusiastic to successfully pull it off.

"I think it's better if I show you. Here, try these on." Luna passed Draco the strange glasses. Draco looked at her incredulously. He was going to look ridiculous. But then again, it wouldn't be that strange compared to his current attire. Draco sighed and put them on.

Draco's jaw dropped, making Luna giggle, as he swung his head around wildly, trying to take everything in. All around the room, strange creatures whirred about in every direction, flying to and fro fast enough to mistake them for flies, especially with their small size. They were strange, bug like creatures that looked like a cross between fairies and aliens, with long, pointed ears that stuck straight up like antennas. The creatures seemed to be flying in every direction, but Draco noticed that they were also gathering in groups around to people's heads, though some more than others.

"Nargles" Luna murmured, as if that explained everything. Draco took off the glasses and handed them back to Luna as they were beginning to give him a head ache. Draco blinked as the creatures had disappeared, though he now realized that they hadn't disappeared at all, he just lost the ability to see them.

"What…" Draco paused. What exactly was he going to ask her? What were those things? Why couldn't he see them anymore? How did the glasses help him to see them? A thousand questions buzzed through his head. Luna's light laughter led him to look up at her quizzically.

"Calm down," she laughed, "the nargles are swarming around your head."

Draco began looking around, paranoid, and began swatting at the air, no hitting anything, causing Luna to laugh even more.

"Don't worry about them, they can't do anything to you. They just give me an idea of what people are thinking and how they're feeling. Quite useful actually. I've noticed you've been pretty stressed lately. It must be all the work you've been doing for the death eaters." Luna mused, causing Draco to gape at her.

How could she know? He had only hinted at it to his friends in Slytherin, and none of them would betray him, least of all to Luna of all people. And more importantly, how could she stand to be near him, knowing what he was and what he had to do? Especially as she and her family clearly stood for the light side and were considered to be blood traitors.

"You know, you're only making it worse for yourself." Luna said calmly.

What? Making what worse? By doing what? Was she talking about the death eaters? About his family? About the task? What?

"The nargles are basically calling you their new home now. Maybe you should calm down a little. Deep breaths and all that."

Draco paused and did as he was told, taking a few deep, calming breaths before resuming his previous activity of staring at Luna in confusion.

"Let me explain everything. I can sense Loki because of all the nargles around his head, though they act interestingly around him. I can sense that he tries very hard to be cool, but in reality, he's scared. He's trying to help himself recover by helping you. I don't know what from though. Maybe it has something to do with how he got here. It probably involves a spell that binds him to help you, considering his sudden appearance after a possibly traumatic experience, and that you come from an old, pureblood family, who would have access to such spells. There's an article on those spells in the Quibbler in issue 27, page 5. Quite interesting really. Here, read it some time." Luna handed him a copy of the Quibbler happily.

"Anyway, I know that you're a Death Eater now because I can see the nargles reacting to the Dark mark. They're attracted to it because they feed on confusion and negative thoughts, feelings and actions. That's why the schools infested with them. And I can read people's emotions by following the reactions the nargles have to that person. There's a section on how to read nargles behaviours in page 8 of issue 32 of the Quibbler too, if you'd like to have a read. It also comes with a free pair of Spectraspecs." Luna once more rummaged through her bag, producing yet another copy of the Quibbler, this one with a pair of glasses matching Luna's tucked carefully behind the first page.

"And I don't mind that you're a Death Eater because I know that you haven't done anything horrible intentionally yet, though I have noticed that you feel guilty about something that you did by accident and regret immensely. I hope I didn't miss anything you wanted to know, but the nargles have spread out a bit more from your head, so I suppose that I haven't. We should get to our classes by the way, they're about to start" said Luna, standing up and grabbing her bag. Draco looked around, finally noticing that most of the students had finished their breakfast already and were heading to class. Draco quickly shoved the copies of the Quibbler and the spectraspecs into his bag, before hurrying to charms, which they had with the Gryffindors.

This was going to be a long day.