Luna Lovegood and the Chamber of Innocence 2: The Ravenclaw Riddled

by Jadyne Farrow

(Sequel to "Luna Lovegood and the Chamber of Innocence) Luna Lovegood has a strong mind and will. She wasn't going to lose to the Dark Lord and become his bride. But…..what if she had? When she awakens in her previous confines, Luna begins to develop a fondness for Tom. As the wedding day draws nearer, will she turn Tom to the light? Or will she abandon all she's ever known?

3. Chapter 3

(CW: Suicide attempt, cutting)

Darkness falls as I wait for the right moment to strike. Once I feel that everyone in the manor is asleep, I get out of bed and slowly walk towards the clock, picking it up. My heart palpitates as it rests in my hand. This is my way out.

I walk over to the window, and look at the moon-the very planet I was named after-for the final time. As its bright light shines through, I think about how I'll soon be able to see my mum and the others again. I'll be able to see Artemis Jones and Colin Creevey. No more apathy, no more suffering, no more pain. Just peace; only a short bout of agony away.

With as much force as I can muster, I raise my hand and throw the clock against the window. A loud shatter and pieces of glass, all various shapes and sizes, fall to the floor. After a moment of shock, I quickly glance through each piece, trying to find the one that will do the job. I soon find a piece in the shape of a spike. Quickly I pick it up and tiptoe over to the bathroom adjacent to my bedroom.

As I make my way over, I suddenly hear footsteps pounding. Someone must've heard me. As quickly as I can, I rush into the bathroom and shut the door, locking it behind me.

Without a moment to lose, I take the piece of glass in one arm, place it against the veins of the other, and pull it towards me. Wincing in agony, I shut my eyes. After making one long cut, I slash smaller cuts into the same arm. As soon as they are created, the cuts begin to bleed rapidly.

There's no time to lose. Someone could burst into my room at any second.

With more force, I make the same long cut on the other arm before making smaller ones, pressing the tip far into my arm. I make as many as I can as deep as I can.

Once the deed is done, I throw the piece of glass aside. It lands with a clink. Now all I can do is wait.

The blood seeps onto the floor. Soon I see my skin losing pigment and my mind begins to become dizzy. I shut my eyes, hoping this will make the process go quicker.

In my echoey hearing rings the sound of a door bursting open. Maybe it was a hallucination. I don't know and I don't care. As I slip out of consciousness, all I know is that I'm going to be at peace.

I'm almost home, mum. I'll see you soon.