Luna woke up the next morning to the sunlight shining across her face. She blinked furiously, holding her hand up to block the sun. Whilst holding her hand, Luna took notice of the unique ruby placed on her finger. She smiled to herself, turning to her left to notice a heavily sleeping Draco next to her.
"Good morning," Luna chirped whilst splashing some water in his face. Draco shot up, almost knocking Luna over.
"What do you think you're doing?" Draco moaned, wiping the water from his face. Luna couldn't reply due to bursting into a fit of childish giggles. Draco shook his head, he too, beginning to laugh. "I save your life and this is how you repay me? A face full of water."
"And that's how I shall wake you up everyday for the rest of your life," Luna smiled playfully.
"Can I change my mind?" Draco smirked.
Draco stood up from the floor and walked across the room to the window,
"I'm glad you've woken me anyway. We need to go see Neville today."
"What?" Luna exclaimed with panic, "Why? We don't. Draco, I-"
"-Lu, I know you're scared but you have too. The man is worried sick about you. You need to explain to him properly why you don't want him. I'll be there to protect you." Luna walked across to Draco, clutching onto his hand tightly,
"Will you promise you'll protect me?" Luna whispered, resting her head against Draco's arm. He looked down on Luna, smiling gently,
"Of course I do. I haven't failed yet, have I?"
***
Neville had moved from the chair within the lounge, though the plates and so on had not been touched since Luna had left. Ginny had been round since Draco to make sure that Neville was eating and just to make sure that he was genuinely okay. She had asked the neighbours to report to her if they began to grow concern over Neville.
Neville walked around the house, somewhat like a zombie. He hadn't bathed in days, nor had he changed his clothes. Stubble covered most of his face, alongside the dark bags which kept themselves under Neville's eyes. It was 1pm and Neville was ready for his mid-day nap until he heard a fain knock at the door. Neville dragged himself down from his room, his eyes half close.
He opened the door, still wiping his eyes,
"Ginny, I've told you I'm-", Neville froze in mid sentence once he realised who was at the door. It was Luna, with Draco; he must have found her and brought her home. "-Luna? Y-You've came home?" Neville questioned in utter complete joy. Luna was in utter shock over how terrible Neville looked, she didn't believe that he would have let the break up get to him that badly.
"Nevilleā¦" Luna replied, she looked towards Draco for guidance and then back to Neville, "We need to talk, can I come in?" Neville eagerly moved out the way, allowing both Draco and Luna to make their way into the dimly lit house. Draco's nose flared at the smell which was created within the house.
"Thank you so much for bringing her home," Neville smiled widely to Draco. Draco simply shrugged his shoulders, whilst looking around the house judgingly.
"What did you need to talk about then?" Neville asked eagerly.
"Us," Luna replied, "Neville, I'm not here to get back together. I think I was pretty clear when I left that I am not happy within this household, nor shall I ever be. Neville, I'm really sorry to say this but-"
"-Luna, I've changed. I really have. Watch," Neville pulled out his wand, "Accio wedding ring!" The small diamond ring from upstairs shot down the stairs into Neville's clasp, "See, I've been working on my aim."
Luna pulled a small, polite smile, before ignoring Neville's action altogether,
"I'm here to tell you that I have found someone else, that I am in love. This is slightly why I am leaving you, Neville. I'm pregnant and it's not your baby."
"What?" Neville questioned, shock and disgust written across his face, "whose baby?"
"You don't know him," Luna lied.
"What's his name?" Neville replied, slightly aggressive.
"It doesn't-"
"- WHAT'S HIS NAME?" Neville shouted, repeating his previous questions.
"It's me!" Draco replied, pushing himself in front of Luna, "It's me who stole your wife, who got her pregnant, who made her happy." Neville's widened in disbelief, anger written across his face,
"You? You're meant to be my friend!"
"No, we were never friends. We've hardly ever talked; just because I called you 'Nev' didn't mean we were friends." Neville began to breathe heavy, darting his eyes from Luna to Draco, from Draco to Luna. He clutched his left fist and aimed it directly at Draco's jaw.
"Draco!" Luna cried in worry.
"I deserved that," Draco replied, clenching onto his suddenly swollen jaw. Neville went to repeat the same action but Draco grabbed onto his fist before he had the chance, "I deserved it once, I don't deserve it twice," he stated calmly.
Neville lowered his fist to his side, shaking his head violently,
"This can't be. Luna, why? He used to bully you at school, he would steal your stuff, call you names. Why with him? Anyone but him!"
"Neville," Luna muttered with guilt, "That was when we were children. We've grown up now; you can't help who you fall in love with. I'm sorry that I've hurt and am hurting you. But this just isn't working for me, I am so sorry." Neville stared at Luna with utter most content, though jealousy also filled his thoughts.
"I love you so much," Neville whispered, holding onto Luna's hand, "I love you so, so, so much. I won't be able to live without you. This is why I have to do this." Luna looked at Neville with utter guilt, "Do what? Neville, please don't-"
"-You promise you'll look after her?" Neville interrupted, turning towards Draco.
"I promise," Draco replied.
"You'll treat her right?"
"Always."
"Okay, I can't live without Luna so I want you to rid of all my memories which I have with Luna."
"WHAT?" Luna shouted from the background, "You can't. Draco, you can't do this."
"Luna, if I was in Neville's position I would want the same," Draco replied calmly, his eyes focused on Neville.
"If he doesn't do this Luna, I'll never stop hurting," Neville replied, "Please, Malfoy."
Draco pulled out his wand slowly from his pocket, aiming it at Neville's head,
"Are you sure you want this."
"Positive," Neville replied, he turned his focus towards Luna once more, "I love you so much and I'm sorry I couldn't make you happy. I hope, I pray, that you and Draco will have a happy life together."
"Neville-" Luna replied, tears streaming down her face.
"-Obliviate," Draco interrupted. Neville's eyes glazed over as soon as the spell hit him. Draco guided him over to the chair which was located in the front room. Luna was sobbing heavily in the hallway at what she had experienced, she felt as if she had just witnessed the death of a dear friend.
"I'm going to leave a note," Draco stated whilst tearing a piece of paper off a note book.
"S-S-Saying what?" Luna choked.
"Telling him that he needs to book an interview at Hogwarts to apply for the job of a Herbology teacher," Draco replied. He placed the note next to Neville, who's eyes were still glazed over.
Luna looked over at the photo frames which once possessed happy photos of the two of them, to now only see individual photographs of Neville smiling by himself.
"Let's go before he comes round," Draco commented guiding Luna out of the house.
"Will he be okay?" Luna muttered, trying to hold in her sobs.
"He'll be better off this way rather than spending the rest of his life grieving over you."
Neville was sat by Harry, Ron and Hermione on the carriage whilst on his way to Hogwarts for his fifth year of education. The train was about to pull away until a blonde haired girl entered. She had large turnip earrings alongside a corkscrew necklace. Her eyes were bright blue and slightly glazed over. She sat herself down next to Hermione, who rather awkwardly moved her bag away from her seat.
"Hello," Luna chirped to the entire carriage.
"Everyone, this is Loony- I mean Luna Lovegood," Hermione blurted out, embarrassment written across her face. Neville chuckled at Hermione's blunder. Luna turned her bright eyes upon him instead,
"And I don't know who you are?"
"I'm nobody," replied Neville hurriedly.
"What an interesting name," Luna replied, her eyes still half dazed. Neville felt his face slow turn red under the gaze of which was Luna Lovegood.
"His names Neville," Ron interrupted, "Neville Longbottom." Luna tilted her head slightly, confusion written across her face,
"Why would you lie about your name?"
"I,er,I-"
"-It's an expression which people use," Hermione added, "It means that he doesn't feel that his identity matters to put it bluntly."
"How very sad," Luna commented, "I don't believe you're a nobody."
"Y-You don't?" Neville stuttered. Luna shook her head gently before turning to The Quibbler.
***
Luna and Neville were on their way back from Hogwarts after an eventful fifth year. Luna was transfixed on the Quibbler whilst Neville sat awkwardly opposite her.
"The weather is terrible," Neville commented, watching as the rain poured.
"It's a beautiful day," Luna replied innocently.
"It's tipping it down!" Neville stated, slightly confused.
"Yes, but somewhere in the world it must be sunny, making it a beautiful day," Luna answered, not looking up from The Quibbler. Neville looked at Luna, a small smile spreading across his face,
"Is there something on my face?" Luna questioned politely, still not looking up from The Quibbler.
"Oh, no," Neville muttered, turning his attention to the floor. Luna peered over her magazine, a small little smirk spreading across her face which The Quibbler covered. She enjoyed embarrassing Neville.
***
"You never wrote to me!" Luna cried as she bumped into Neville at his sixth year feast in the Great Hall.
"I, er, never knew you wanted me too," Neville stuttered, going red in the face.
"I didn't know I had to ask you too," Luna commented.
"Got yourself a girlfriend, Longbottom?" Draco shouted from across the Slytherin table, "Loony Lovegood? I don't know if that's an a improvement from your imaginary ones." A loud group of laughter then followed what Draco had said.
"Just ignore him," Luna replied calmly, "He's just unhappy because of the 'wrackspurts' in his brain," she smiled. Luna walked off over to the Ravenclaw table leaving Neville to himself.
***
The entire school was at the funeral of their late Head Master, Professor Dumbledore. Luna sat quietly next to Neville, who was trying very hard not to cry.
"What's going to happen now?" Neville muttered.
"They tend to place the coffin into the ground, but I believe this time-"
"-I mean with the War! Dumbledore is dead, who do we have?" Luna looked at Neville inquisitively, holding onto his hand,
"Death can only bring us closer together and death can only make us shine and unit as one. Though Dumbledore is dead, his spirit and message shall live on. We're Dumbledore's army remember?" she smiled innocently. Neville nodded his head, turning back to the ceremony. Throughout the entire event never did Luna let go of his hand. It was in that moment of time did Neville realise that Luna was unlike all other girls, he loved her.
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