AN: Luna is being a freak as usual. . . This chapter has been reloaded because of an error I made concerning Luna's kids, who are apparently twins named Lorcan and Lysander or something.

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Luna-cy

"Have you noticed how witches and wizards tend to marry young? Considering that, and the fact that we have longer life spans than the Muggles . . . Marriage isn't always made to last" Luna said calmly.

Draco hugged himself and tried not to be such a wuss. "Um. . . no I didn't notice that" he replied. He'd never really thought about it.

"I am married, Draco. Did you know that?" Luna asked, unsmiling, in her dreamy voice. She didn't seem herself to Draco, but then again, he didn't know her well enough to know what she was really like. Luna shivered violently.

Draco shook his head. He took off his expensively stylish coat and draped it over Luna's shoulders. She looked at him with the same blank stare for a moment before slipping her arms through the sleeves and fastening the mid-waist belt of the coat.

"Thank you" she said. She looked away.

"What are you doing here, Luna?" Draco asked quietly, in a less intrusive and more concerned tone. Standing in the Potters' garden in the early hours of the morning, not to mention in the middle of winter, didn't seem like a good place to sort out your thoughts, in Draco's opinion.

Luna spoke as if Draco hadn't just asked her a question. "Neville is married. He doesn't have children though. Her name is Hannah"

"What's are you getting at?" Draco asked. He was getting impatient, but he was too intrigued to leave. Without his coat, he was even colder, despite the black collared shirt he wore being buttoned up to his neck.

"I am married. His name is Rolf. We have two boys" Luna continued. Draco had given up asking questions and just let her mumble on, staying passive. She added, "And you are married. You have two boys too"

Draco just raised an eyebrow in the dark, an unpleasant scowl on his face.

"None of us love the person we married. Why is that?" Luna asked, turning slowly to look at him.

Draco snapped back, "You know nothing of my marriage!"

Luna shook her head, almost smiling. "Oh I do, Draco Malfoy. I happen to have been friends with Astoria"

Draco's eyes went wide. When had that ever happened? He wondered.

As if reading his mind, she answered, "We met in a coffee shop, when she was pregnant with Lucien and I had just given birth to the twins"

Draco snorted indignantly. "I never knew of this"

"No. . . you wouldn't. I heard all about what went on at Malfoy manner. Not very pleasant, some of the things that happened" Luna said slowly.

"You know nothing. . ." Draco said under his breath, angry.

"What would it do to the Malfoy name if the stories got out, I wonder?" Luna said vindictively.

"Are you threatening me? My family?!" Draco shouted.

Luna pulled out her wand and hexed Malfoy so quickly that he could barely register what had happened - the alcohol hadn't exactly enhanced his reflexes.

He doubled over. The wind had been knocked out of him. Luna raised her wand again and pointed it at Draco's chest. "Stupefy!" she yelled.

Draco collapsed, stunned, into the snow. Luna took off his coat and cast it over him. "You know nothing of my marriage" she spat, and turned to walk away. When she reached the pavement just beyond the Potters' gate, she disapparated.

AN: Oooooh, what things does Luna know? Skeletons in the Malfoy's closet? This is all cleared up in chapter 23.

Next Chapter: Proof That Malfoys Shouldn't Drink

He pulled his hand away from his hair and held it up in front of him, horrified to see blood all over his fingers.

. . .to be continued!