"Hermione Granger just threatened me! HERMIONE GRANGER!" Draco stomped up to Luna in the great hall as she was talking to a younger Ravenclawgirl.
"I'm sorry Orla, maybe you can tell me later at dinner?" Luna said softly to the girl and then turned towards Draco. She looked straight at him and tilted her head to the left as to say he had her attention.
"Do you know how that feels? To be threatened by Hermione Granger?" He said the name slowly as if it disgusted him.
"No, I don't! But I could imagine it to be quite terrifying. She did after all help Harry defeat Voldemort and I know for a fact that she's excellent at dueling. Actually… didn't she break your nose ones Draco?" Luna reminded him with a just a slight expression of wonder in her eyes. Draco clenched his teeth together, now even more frustrated than he was before.
"Why did she threaten you anyway? It doesn't sound like Hermione to do that out of nowhere?" Luna asked tilting her head to the otherside trying to catch Draco's eyes who where furiously glaring in another direction.
"Because of you…" he muttered.
"Oh?" Luna frowned in an expression of slight confusion.
"Oh!" She said again, this time in a tone of realization. "She must've talked to Ginny!"
"You can't blame them though; you're not really trustworthy!" Luna concluded to Draco's surprise. He hadn't exactly taken the time to really try to get to know or understand Luna, but he did not expect those words out of her mouth.
"Why not?" he knew the question was absolutely ridiculous but it couldn't help the words from escaping his lips. Luna looked up at him with a glare that could've been one of his'.
"You're a deatheater!"
"I am an EX-deatheater who has been declared non-guilty by Wizengamot!" Draco defended himself.
"The only reason you weren't sent to Azkaban was because your mother helped Harry by lying to Voldemort and because you switched side in the very last second!" there was an accusing tone in Luna's voice that Draco had never heard before, at least not from her. For a second Draco felt baffled but then a cold, dark feeling took hold of him.
"Then why did you offer to be my friend?" his tone was icy. Suddenly he felt an urge to scare Luna: be the untrustworthy deatheater she apparently though he was. He took a step closer to her.
"Aren't you scared?" His voice was low and calm but with a dark undertone. He moved up close to her, picked up one of the butterbeer corks on her necklace and twisted it between his fingers.
"Huh? Having me around you all day? With my wand right there, ready to be used…" he gave a sinister smile and dropped the necklace to tap on the wand she had tucked behind her ear.
"Why aren't you listening to your friends Luna?" he brushed away a few strands of hair to join her wand in place behind her ear so that she could feel his breath against her cheek as he leaned in even closer.
"Why would you let me be close to you? Why put yourself in a situation where I could hurt you?"
That was enough; Draco felt in control again and so he leaned back, slowly, prepared to see the look of intimidation in her blue eyes at they met his cold grey ones. But instead Draco saw confidence, the same as that time he tried to teas her about not having friends. He found himself baffled again, but this time frustrated as well, almost nervous, but he tried not to show it. Now she leaned towards him, her eyes still fixated on his.
"I might not thrust you Draco. But I do thrust the fact that you're a selfish coward and you would never hurt me because you're too scared of what they'd do to you" Luna responded and there was an anger in her voice that made Draco take a step back to try to get some space. He realized his mistake at once as she stepped after him.
"You're scared of Harry. You're scared of Ron. You're scared of Ginny." She took a step closer to him with every name she enumerated, leaving him to awkwardly try and back away with every step she took.
"And you're so scared of Hermione that you have to come to me for consolation after just talking to her! You're scared of every single student in this school…" Draco looked around in panic as she was starting to raise her voice.
"…from the seventh year Gryffindors who's loved once might be dead because of you to the tinniest little first year Hufflepuffs that barely know who you are." By now she was almost screaming while pointing at the students around them.
"…and most of all, Draco Malfoy, you're scared of me!"
Draco looked around to realize that every single person in the great hall was staring at him and Luna. He quickly collected himself the best way he could and said as loud as he could without it sounding too forced:
"Yeah right!" Then he proceeded to walk passed Luna and out of the room.