Hey everyone! I promised a friend I would reveal many secrets this chapter! Sorry for the cliffhanger but I figured the gunshot should be the last thing he hears (Hint hint) and so that will all be explained today! Also I couldn't post last night because I had dance. Anyways, enough about me, the show must go on!

(Draco's POV)

I drifted in and out of consciousness the following day. I could vaguely make out certain features of the room I was in. I took in the blinding yellow curtains in the corner, the cup of water on my bedside table, and the restraints holding me in place. That was when it all came back. I remembered Luna, the night spent by the tree, the kiss… And the gun, I thought with a grimace. So that's why my side hurts. I couldn't remember who had shot me, but I had been shot, and I had to find out whom. Whoever it was may not have been after me. They could have just as easily been after Luna, or Granger, or even Potter. Although most who hated Potter had no need of a gun, and I was lucky my attacker had been seemingly unable of magic. If they had hit me with the killing curse, I wouldn't be able to sit here, musing over who had done this to me.

A mess of blonde hair interrupted my thoughts as I was brutally attacked. I did the one thing I thought of and lashed out, grabbing at my assassin's throat. Three things happened at once then. I was thrown on the bed by a man in a blue face mask, a young girl gasped for air, and I heard a 2nd man come in and stick a needle in my arm. My vision blurred as I was laid down on the bed. I saw Luna's face, looking up at me, he cheeks stained by tears. The men talked to her and she calmed down. I felt a sudden resentment. I wanted to be the one to rub her arm, to tell her I was fine. Instead, I had almost killed her. The drugs were overpowering me and I soon could hear nothing but the sobs of a lost girl, and the crack of a gun, a memory not yet faded.

(Luna's POV)

The nurse brought some water for me to sip on. I took one gulp and placed it on Draco's side table, in case he had woken up. I saw him stir, my heart lightening with every move he made. I jumped up and hugged him, glad he was safe, but instead of his comforting touch, I felt two strong hands grab my neck. Unable to breath, I pushed the button on the side of his bed. The doctor rushed in and threw him off of my small body and back down onto the bed. Tears threatened to envelope me as I watched with pure sorrow as the two men attacked Draco. I barley comprehended the words "Post-traumatic stress" and "Not himself" as I struggled to my feet. I could see the drugs taking effect and leaned down to kiss the poor boy's lips. "I love you" was all I could manage before bursting into a fit of tears.

(Three weeks later)

(Draco's POV)

They had discharged me, packed my things and sent me away three weeks after the incident. I begged them to check me over for extra symptoms, anything that could possibly indicate I would ever hurt Luna again. The men had told me to wait a couple days before returning to school if I was still worried about lashing out, possibly killing anyone. I sat in my room that night and cried myself to sleep.

I had run through my head again, and again who could have shot me, but drew up a blank. There were plenty of people who wanted me dead. My father was a good example. I don't dare touch anything he sends me. But he despises muggles so he would not use a gun. I had no muggle enemies, which was a little depressing. In all my years of servitude and I had not seen a single muggle.

I returned to school to find no one. Everyone had disappeared. Except for the lost girl in the corner, hugging her knees and crying my name.

MWAHAHAHAHA Another cliffhanger! Sorry Sami! Not a long chapter, but it covered a lot. For those of you who are wondering, this is FAR from done. Think of it this way: They started the year in chapter 2 and this is only chapter 8. Even I can't condense a year into 8 chapters! I will be making this into a huge series of misfortunes for Draco. I think this will be about 20-25 chapters so do not fret!