Luna's eyes fluttered gently open to the noise of scrapping claws against glass. As soon as her eyes were open she caught sight of a grey, hawk like owl piercing its eyes into her. Luna let out a loud shriek, covering her head with the covers.
"What's happened?" gasped Draco, running into the room, "Themis, back in your cage. Sorry, I let him out earlier and must of forgot about him," he smirked.
"It's fine, merry Christmas Draco," Luna smiled softly.
"You too, I've made us breakfast… well I've tried, Dixie has done most of it."
As the two of them sat at the table, neither of them spoke about last night's action and the implications which they may have created.
"This is really nice," Luna commented, breaking the silence in between the two of them.
"Nicer than that crap you made last night?" Draco winked. Luna scowled instantly, darting her eyes down to the full English which was in front of her.
"Lu Lu-"
"-Don't call me that!" Luna spat. Draco cocked an eyebrow, mastering the tilt head expression which Luna did so often.
"Call you what? Lu Lu?"
"Yes."
"You don't like it when I call you 'Lu Lu'?"
"Dra-"
"-Because from what I can remember-"
"-I'm warning you-"
"-You loved being called Lu Lu last night."
"Call me a taxi," Luna hissed bluntly, pushing away from the table and marching out the kitchen.
"Lu Lu!" Draco shouted after her in utter amusement.
After being given five minutes to cool down, Draco pushed the door gently open into Luna's guest room where she was packing her trunk aggression.
"Get out," Luna snarled, chucking a large book onto the bed.
"What's wrong, Luna?"
"What's wrong? WHAT'S WRONG? I've cheated on my husband, the love of my life and you're there making jokes about it, that's what's wrong," Luna replied not making eye contact with Draco.
"Let's put this straight. One, you did not cheat on your husband because I'm not even quite sure that Longbottom is a man- kidding! Two, he obviously isn't the love of your life or else you wouldn't have "cheated" on him. Three, I'm only making jokes because we're friends that's what friends do."
Luna looked up from her trunk, eyes filled to the brim with tears,
"It's meant to be a happy day and I'm here feeling nothing but guilt. I was happy until you came waltzing back into my life, me and Neville were fine, but now…" she fell silent, focusing strongly on a slight groove on her trunk. Draco walked over to her slowly, as if walking up to a wild deer,
"But now what…" he whispered, just inches away from her.
"Now I doubt whether I married the right person," Luna admitted, looking at Draco with the utter most content, "I'm sorry for how I just acted, shouting at you. But you just think of us as friends, nothing else, but what am I suppose to do? It's just sex to you, but to me it's so much more."
"We're not kids anymore, Lovegood. I don't despise you and I'm not set out to try making your life a hell. Truth is, I really like your company and if I'm being brutally honest I might even say I love it," Draco replied, he placed his hand upon her cheek instantly recognising the temperature difference between the two of them, "You're not happy with Longbottom, you're happier with me. We're not just friends and you know that."
"Well what am I suppose to do, Draco? Tell Neville that I don't love him anymore? That I want to be with you?"
"Exactly that-"
"It'll break his heart, I wouldn't be able to cope listening to him plea for me to change my mind."
Draco screwed up his face in slight disgust at the consideration which Luna was holding for Neville's feelings and also with concentration, "Well we could run away together?"
"This isn't some fairy tale, Draco. What about my friends-"
"-Ginny." Luna narrowed her eyebrows at him and glared,
"Either way, I'm not running away from my friends."
"I could-"
"- I don't think killing him would be a good option either."
"How did you know what I was going to say?" Draco replied in astonishment. Luna gave a sly smile before turning back to her trunk.
