Luna had always pondered over things such as life, death, or why some people crossed their arms right on top of left instead of left on top of right. Since her incarceration in the Malfoy manor, she had more time to ponder over such things. Things such as why it was dark and underground and yet she couldn't smell any mould… or why the frail old man sharing her cell seemed to see her as a ray of sunshine and hope when she hadn't been more miserable… or why she had gone against her better judgement and had met Draco on the Hogwarts Express in that room for extra trunks and animal cages… Why she had allowed him to hold her hand and let their fingers intertwine… Why she hadn't tried to get away when he said he was sorry for taking her away from her family… Why she didn't guess that as he kissed her one last time that his robes were a portkey that would take her as far from everything she knew and loved as it was possible to be… She had plenty of time to ponder… Why?