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Luna had been wandering for some time now, she wasn't sure where she was anymore all she knew is that she had to stay on the run, or be killed she was still a traitor and any close link to the boy who lived had to be taken care of in a very permanent way. Death Eaters in varying amounts were stationed in every city and every town keeping post, and getting rid of people who sided with Harry Potter in the battle of Hogwarts.

Luna stumbled down the walk way of a small town, wrapped in dark robes and a hood covering her face as much as she could, her wand tucked behind her ear. It had been a few days she had eaten and she was exhausted, she had considered going home time and time again, but she had no intention of endangering her father that way. From time to time someone would pity her, take her in, bring her food; she would stay in one place for a day, maybe two, never long. Luna was on the verge of collapsing and she had felt for some time now that she was being followed so she wasn't taken completely by surprise when she found herself cornered. She knew she was too tired and too hungry to fight back and yet she managed to grab her wand and lightly held it up in defense, then she heard it

"expelliarmus!"

and her wand flung out of her hand. She sunk down the wall behind her until she was on the ground and as she did she wondered why the death eaters would bother to disarm her, unless it was only to make her even more defenseless before they killed her. She could feel herself drifting away into unconsciousness as she saw the death eater's who previously stood before her had vanished and a figure walked toward her she prayed that this person was perhaps her savior, or a do-gooder and that he had gotten rid of her attackers, she could vaguely make out the outline of the male figure leaning over her and then picking her up off the ground.

"Ha…Harry?" She questioned before finally passing out. Draco's disdain could not be matched at this moment. It was the icing on the cake to hear Luna Lovegood call out the name of her dear St. Potter as he carried her back to Malfoy manor. Draco had thought that his father was as insane as the Lovegood's when he explained to him the mission he was to carry out.

"What purpose does it serve again for us to take in looney Luna Lovegood?" He asked once he had begun to carry out his search for the girl.

"Draco, I've told you before to not question me. Rescuing the girl does serve a higher purpose I assure you."

"But she's an ally of Potter!" he retorted

"And now he's dead" Lucius stared down at his son

"besides it would be a terrible thing in this day and age to waste precious pure blood, traitor or not….I have plans for the girl."

Draco definitely did not like this whole search and rescue mission, it was more than a chore, Luna didn't exactly stay in the same place for very long and even after he did manage to locate a more exact position he was reluctant to go retrieve her. Their meetings in school had been minimal, but Draco was well aware of the family's reputation for spouting nonsense and being altogether mental, which was only confirmed by whatever brief encounters he had with Looney Lovegood and her talk of creatures and things that could not possibly exist. There was also the matter of her being a previous prisoner in his home and now he was supposed to bring her back unharmed as a permanent house guest?

When he finally tracked her down he had a small sense of pity wrenching in his gut as he stared down the long walk way to her pathetic figure, she looked half dead. The two men he brought with him in case she put up a fight stood before him and one of them quickly disarmed her. I could have done this alone, he thought to himself, had I known she'd be so weak. He told the men to stand down and leave at once as he approached her. As Draco lifted the girl off the ground the horrible feeling in his stomach worsened, but then she spoke. Draco was thoroughly disgusted as he headed back home, Luna still in tote, how dare she speak his name after everything Draco had done to rescue her.