LUNA POV

Today was the day for Fleur and Bill's wedding. A nice-looking August day. Soon after Luna had put on her clothes, which was after puking violently very early in the morning, she waited for her father to get finished. When he came out, Luna looked at him up and down. He was wearing sun colors, his symbol for The Deathly Hallows sign showing clearly.

"Dad, you're supposed to wear dress robes" Luna declared.

"They're for luck, for the wedding. Didn't I tell you that before?" Mr. Lovegood looked as if he was pondering this. He slowly, still with that look on his face, he slowly took the wand out to use for apparation. A POP sound came along with painful effects. And just like that, they were gone from the house.

The place was put together very prettily. However she had a sneaking suspicion that the Weasleys did not even try to get rid of the Wrackspurts, because her father still looked rather clueless.

She heard him mutter under his breath something that sounded like "No.. it was her mother" as he went by to get a drink.

Luna sighed, and guessed that he must have told her mother about the whole 'luck for a wedding to wear sun colors' and have confused herself for her.She always did feel sad that her father took care of her by himself and without the help of her sweet mother, and would give anything to never see Thestrals this early in life (meaning for her mother to still be alive and, well, not that she didn't like the Thestrals. Because she did like them [Thestrals] very much).

Soon, the wedding actually started and they were seated. It was quite a touching reception, but her father kept on giving her hate glares when Fleur and Bill were married. She supposed it was because Fleur hadn't got knocked up before getting married, but what was sheto do? Marrying Draco Malfoy was not the solution to anything.Unless you wanted to be called Mrs. Malfoy forever until the end of life as she knew it. Too gross. So, no. She would never, ever, EVER marry him.

Fleur and Bill were wed, and her father had finally stopped giving her dirty glances. She had tucked her arms around her stomach in a mode to protect the baby. The poor obviously not wanted baby.

Luna was soon dreamily dazing off as to take her mind off of the situation and started looking to see people whom she knew. She spotted multiple red-heads with freckles, that were obviously Weasleys. One of them had a facial expression that reminded her of Harry Potter. Whys he always so serious?

She stared closer, and realized it was probably him in a disguise. Her best guess was that he was using the Polyjuice Potion to disguise himself as a Weasley member. And most likely just in case You-Know-Who wouldn't happen to walk by and crash the wedding. Because if he would ever spot Harry he'd try to kill him and there might be a possibility that the Boy Who Lived would live no more.

And she had figured this out in a flash. Being a smart Ravenclaw did have its advantages.. They were known as brainy while Gryffindor as brawny, Slytherin was evil (especially Malfoy....), and then the poor Hufflepuffs: their house was always known as being the place if you weren't a nerd, or a trying-to-get-yourself-killed reckless person, or a future Deatheater.

As she was thinking about how the houses were so discriminated, a member of Gryffindor advanced towards her. The one using the Polyjuice Potion to be exact. What a pleasant surprise..

"Hello Harry" Luna said, as if she saw him as a red-head every day. Wouldn't that be funny? Harry as a red-head, Ron as a brunette, and Hermione as a blonde. Or.. or purple! I like purple..

His facial features turned into a surprised look.

"What..?" he muttered under his breath quickly then added to his talk "How did you know?".

"Oh, its just your expression. You look so serious and stuff" Luna explained. Poor Harry with his misfortunes.. usually Gryffindors are known as the party house.

"I like this song" Luna said calmly, then moved to the music, danced to herself, and away from Harry. As he looked on to talk to someone else she sighed in relief. The song was horrible and she didn't feel like dancing, she just wanted to eat some cake.

Cake!!! And she could mash up a Pumpkin Pastry and eat it along with the cake!! Oh, how gloriously delicious that sounded! It didn't even seem disgusting to her, it sounded good and she wanted it now. It didn't matter that she already ate at home and had some cake here.

There was a line of people to the cake, but she excused herself (actually just walking in front of everyone and mumbling a small apology) as if in a trance. A trance for food.

She put the cake piece in a plate and, true to her thoughts, mashed a Pumpkin Pastry. She ate it with her hands so she could finish it quicker. The second cake took a bit longer to eat, because she sucked her fingers full of the messed-up cake piece.

Luna heard some of the onlookers gasp and tut-tut at her actions, but she didn't care about that. Nor did it matter that she heard some mutters of "I always knew that girl was lunatic.." and "Oh MY!!!".

The last one had been her father's voice, and he pulled her away before she could grab more delicacies. He brought her away with a face so red of embarrassment to a secluded area away from other guests. They were within others' hearing ranges though.

"Luna!" he whisper-shouted sternly. "What in the name of Merlin possessed you to eat like a little savage?".

"I don't know"

"You DON'T KNOW. You just ashamed the Lovegood name in front of everyone!"

"Everyone thinks I'm crazy anyways" she said in her defense, in a whisper.

Her father sighed sympathetically. "But why'd you..?" he signaled to frosting of the cake on her lips, and she licked them eagerly.

"I just really wanted some cake.. mashed up with some Pumpkin Pastries..". Tempation by the name of sweets seemed to call her back to the cake. She had the urge to do what was not very proper and would disgrace her more. Her father restrained her from moving towards it.

"And you still want to eat?" her father looked infuriated.

Luna meekly shook her head so he wouldn't get any more mad. But at least it wasn't so bad when he reacted to the whole "Theres a surprise for you that might give you a heart-attack: I'm no longer a virgin! And on top of that now I'm pregnant!".

Her father suddenly exchanged his rather confused look for a look of understanding.

"Her food cravings were uncontrollable too"

So it was the pregnancy that caused her to act so. What a trouble it was turning out to be.

But not as much trouble as what would happen to them soon.. Because as they were talking, a Lynx Patronus appeared. Everyone, including Luna and her father, were shushed up as the lynx said (in the voice of Kingsley Shacklebolt) "The ministry has fallen. Scrimgeour is dead. They are coming".

Panic came among everyone. But it seemed as if it were slow motioned for Luna, as the guests began running and screaming. Order members tried to maintain the chaos as Death Eaters apparated into the wedding. Luna's father got his wand, hand trembling, to apparate.

But how could they apparate when a someone on the side of you-know-who that hadn't been there a second ago knocked her father out?

Luna got down on her knees to see if he was alright but the Death Eater beckoned her to get up. The stakes were higher now if she died, because there wouldn't be only one life to lose.

She got her wand out. "Expelliarmus" she shouted, but it was evaded.

"Imperio!" the Death Eater shouted. The voice sounded recognizable but before she could think about who it was, a tingling warmth came over her. The unforgivable curse was trying to work, and she felt like giving in.. But she couldn't! Luna tried with all of her might to resist the spell. Even though all of her tired instincts screamed for her to give in, she didn't. She had to save herself and that innocent life.

"Dammit, Lovegood! IMPERIO!" the opposing Death Eater shouted.

This time, she couldn't do anything but give in. The power of the spell wasn't that strong, but it was working.

Under the imperio curse she grabbed her father's hand, and apparated to her house.

Once inside, she took deep breaths.

The Death Eater had made her apparate to her house using the Imperius curse. He could have killed her, but he had instead saved her. Who was he (because it certainly did not sound like a woman's voice)? She kept on remembering the words he the Death Eater had so clearly said.

"Dammit, Lovegood! IMPERIO!"

The Death Eater knew her. And she knew him. She knew him very well, unfortunately. So, who matched the unmistakable voice?

Why, none other than the father of her unborn child:

Draco Malfoy.

OMG, I LOVED writing this chapter! Totally dedicated to my BFF Marla, whos leaving to go to Ecuador :'(.
The idea of Draco saving her came to me on the spot. I'm pretty sure that the Harry Potter and Luna talk thing wasn't exactly what they said, but I don't have the book to use for reference. And so I just made it different.. Sorry it took awhile, my laptop got a virus.