Chapter 5: The fight

Luna's point of view

It's been nearly two months now since I talked to Harry. I saw him for couple of times around the corridor while I pass by but it seemed he's doing fine. He was always with Hermione for I knew that Hermione recently broken up with Ron. I guess they're caught up in a huge mess but I didn't put my nose on other people's business. I couldn't care less about it. I was skipping towards the Astronomy Tower in one afternoon when someone suddenly dragged me to this classroom. He casted silencing charms on the room and locked the door tightly. It was Harry and he didn't look pleasant today. He was pacing around in front of me. It was a bad sign for Harry's temper. He seemed angry and frustrated. His hands were curled in to fist as he heavily breathes. I settled myself on a desk as I swung my legs back and forth alternately. I felt tensed and nervous. I didn't know what will Harry do, but I'd expect for the worse because of his rising temper.

"Explain yourself, Luna. What have you've been doing these past two months?" He asked me uneasily.

I watched him pace around. Then, he stopped and looked me as I realised he was eager to hear my response.

"Well, I did a lot of thinking except for those days that the Wrackspurt attacked me. I do quite have a good time to think, though. I also helped Draco-"I was cut off when Harry's eyes widen in shock.

"Malfoy? So you're telling that after all this time, you've been hanging out with Malfoy?! What's that suppose to mean, Luna?!" Harry yelled out.

I could sense his disgust in Draco's name as well as his anger rising up.

"He is my friend, Harry. I helped him defeat five Death Eaters-"

"You WHAT?!"

"I helped him defeat five Death Eaters" I explained again.

This time, Harry walked up to me as his eyes were on flames and his teeth were grinding against each other.

"How could you help him? He's my archenemy, Luna?! He's a son of a Death Eater?! He's in Slytherin?!" Harry yelled out.

I looked back at him in puzzlement as I titled my head to the side.

"Well, Harry, he is YOUR archenemy not MINE and he is MY friend not YOURS" I explained clearly.

"He is not your friend, Luna! I'm telling you this because I want you safe! He could do anything to you now since he has your trust!" He growled.

"Draco couldn't put me to danger, he's harmless as anyone, Harry" I told him.

"Harmless? You don't know him, Luna. He is a git and cruel person like his father, who is nothing more than a Death Eater! "He hysterically called out.

He moved away from me and faced the wall. Soon, his fist came colliding with the wall, wounding it.

"He's a Malfoy, Luna. How could easily trust him?" He asked me as I felt his voice grew softer but it sounded stern.

"Fine, I'd go with your last name terms... Malfoy is my friend" I repeated the last sentence more strongly.

"He is not your friend, Luna! How many times do I have to say that to you?" He asked loudly, raising his voice.

"You can't tell me who to make friends with, Harry" I told him.

He turned to face me as his eyes were in serious flames.

"Luna, why are you doing this to me? What did I ever do to you?!" He asked loudly again.

"What do you mean, Harry?" I asked in full confusion.

There was this silence; cold, harsh and hurtful silence that crashed down on us. I stared at him as his eyes darted at mine.

"You just don't understand" I told him softly.

"What do you mean 'I don't understand'?!" He asked in an agitated manner.

"You don't understand because you don't know how I feel, Harry! Did you ever hear me complain about you hanging out with Hermione? I-" I asked as I raised my voice but was cut off again by Harry.

"Hermione? She's my best friend, for goodness' sake! I trust her... YOU trust her! That's not a problem... Malfoy, on the other hand, is a PROBLEM for he had your trust but I NEVER trusted him... He is my ENEMY!" He scolded out.

"Why do you keep bringing Draco in this conversation, Harry?" I asked him.

"Why did you include Hermione?" He asked me back.

I took a deep breath as Harry crossed his arms on his chest.

"How come you always ask me if I'm going out with someone? Is it because I seemed so distant to you or because I was never seen with you in public? But are YOU going with someone else?" I asked him.

He looked at me as if he saw something awkward and strange that he couldn't describe what it is.

"I'm not going out with someone else, Luna" He answered, "If I was, I shouldn't have been with you this long and I wouldn't be here"

"Then, how come you were never there when I need you most?" I asked him as I felt my tears started to emerge from my eyes.

My voice was soft yet sharp and harsh.

"What do you mean 'never there'? I was here, Luna... You're the reason why I came back" He said the last sentence more firmly.

"You were there but I can't feel you... You were with Hermione, comforting her because she needed someone... But I needed you too! I needed you badly but you were with her... I never complained about it because she is your best friend and she needed you... It hurt so much but I accepted it without any doubt... I thought you'd be there for me because you're my boyfriend... the one I loved but you weren't... So I decided to be distant and give you time to help Hermione... I was so desperate for someone to reach out for me... that I was crying myself to sleep every single night... Then, Draco came along... He knew that something was up and he was the one who reached out for me... I took that chance and opened up to him... He was the one who helped me get through it, Harry... It was Draco... your archenemy... the person you loathes the most... was the person I turned to when I needed someone... It was then, I realised that there was good and bad in every person... even those people who had a stone as a heart could be as good as anyone else... Now, you knew why and I hope it'd help you understand" I explained softly as tears were running down my cheeks while my body was trembling.

He turned his back on me as I stood there alone. He reached the door and held the doorknob.

"That's bollocks! Malfoy couldn't be that kind of person" He strongly said before he left.

"What do I have to do for you to believe me?" I asked him but he was already gone.

Then, it was the silence that kept me there. I felt helpless and weak. I wrapped my arms around me, shoving off the coldness and hurt but it wasn't strong enough. I silently cried until my knees fell on the floor. I curled my knees towards my chest as I felt the floor hit my head while I hugged my knees. I just lay there; alone, cold and lost as I let my tears flowed down like an open water tap. I stayed there, trying to gather myself.