Draco POV - His perspective on the last chapter.
Draco Malfoy was getting prepared. For what? He didn't know, something about looking for Harry Potter and his stupid friends in a wedding. So, since his policy was pretty much "just go along with anything the Dark Lord says and don't ask much questions" (policy issued by his fretful mother) he just followed through with it. This was the only real 'rule' that he followed.
At least it was much better than what his aunt told him: do anything that the all powerful and handsome Dark Lord tells you to do, because I'm crazy and madly in love with him (she had never said this, but you could tell by her actions that she was probably thinking this)!
From now on, there would possibly be more missions. And killings.. Therefore too much stress if he got mad at you. He missed the days of just being a regular Slytherin bully. Punching Harry Potter or using the Cruciatus curse with deranged Bellatrix screaming at "Mean it, Draco!" then showing an example of how she would do it for the Dark Lord? Not much of a difficult choice there..
"Draco, come on!". Speak of my crazy aunt and she will appear.However as he thought about it, the definition of crazy could also fit as Luna Lovegood. He pushed the thought of her away. Their..erm.. experience would not be brought up in his mind again, he really needed to just concentrate on the mission. Good thing she probably wouldn't be there, because nobody in their right mind would ever invite the Lovegoods to a wedding.
Draco tredded along to the meeting of Deatheaters. No sooner had he arrived to the crowded and rather small room than he heard some sort of 'pep talk' for Deatheaters. "Lets kill some Mudbloods!" Avery shouted with much enthusiasm. Bellatrix looked positively delighted at this prospect and not much could doubt the fact that she would look eager to actually torturing the innocents. Oh, her joys of being deranged..
"We're just here to spread chaos and fine..erm..sorry.. findPotter..for..the..Dark..Lord" some Deatheater said. The word 'Potter' was followed by the customary 'spitting after saying the name of the Dark Lord's nemesis' tradition, but this certain Deatheater didn't look to eager for the mission.Just please don't tell me that this ninny-looking man is another version of stuttering Quirrel! Pausing so much after saying just one word is not considered a very 'cool' dramatic pause...
"If you are really so frightened for the mission, you may be permitted to sit this one out" Rodolphus Lestrange declared, to the person that Draco was secretly referring to as Quirrel 2.
"May I.. really?" Quirrel 2 asked, a little bit too hopefully.
"Well.. lets see.. NO" Rodolphus sneered, mocking the slow talking and unsure Deatheater.
With that, the whole group apparated.
Chaos was indeed sinking its way through the crowd of guests and all were running like mice. Draco's side was naturally the cat looking to finish the timid little things off.. But he really did not know why they were running and not just apparating. What fools! The whole lot of them probably mudbloods..
In the course of a few seconds all of the Deatheaters were on their feet and chasing the idiots who stayed. He noticed Avery, in specific, walking towards a blond witch with a malicious look on his face. Draco remembered Avery previously wanting to kill basically everyone.. This sounded suspicious. Draco, a bit entertained, looked closer to see who Avery wanted to murder and saw:
The person whom he unfortunately knew very well and the exact one he had hoped to avoid:
The lunatic, crazy girl:
Luna Lovegood.
Just after he had realized this, he decided to help her. Not because he liked her (because he most certainly did not!), not because he felt any sort of pity whatsoever for her, but for his reputation. If she would be interrogated to find where Potter had gone, they would also find out that she had slept with him. Thus him getting in deep trouble. Thus her also getting in deep trouble, but that didn't trouble him. At least if it did, it was hidden in some deep part of his soul and never unleashed.
"Expelliarmus!" Draco shot the spell to hit Avery, but it had somehow managed to knock out Xenophilius Lovegood instead. This wasn't good at all..
Thinking quickly, and knowing that Lovegood couldn't really use magic outside of Hogwarts since she was younger than 17, he cast the Imperius curse at her. He would make her apparate to her house and since he was 17 it would work.
Hopefully. This hadn't ever been done before as far as he knew of it.
Lovegood must have been stronger than he pictured her to be, and actually overpowered his spell. Fuelled out of anger at her being possibly better than he, Draco yelled "Dammit Lovegood, IMPERIO!"
This time his spell was more powerful and it suceeded. He made her get the wand, grab her father's hand, and apparate. But now that Draco thought of it, it was really quite foolish to have fired the curse so loudly. What if she found out that he had done it for her? What if she thought that just because they had a one night stand, he didn't despise her as much? But she couldn't, right?
After all, this was Luna Lovegood he was thinking about.
Agh, this took awhile and it wasn't one of my best works. But at least its here..? My friend kept on making me write it, as much as I was writing some much more awesome love scenes.. But thanks to her at least my procrastination wasn't that long, so thanks if you're reading this, my friend-who-I-shall-not-name-in-case-theres-a-stalker-reading-this! You know who you are, unless your paranoid or something... *cough*
Just kidding though. Thanks also to my lovely commenters, whom inspire me to keep on writing more and more (even though this chapter wasnt that long, I just had to explain Draco's POV)!