Ladies and Gents, it is time for the second chapter! Like I promised, this will be updated with a new chapter daily. I hope you are enjoying this like how I enjoy writing it.

"Sometimes, for the Greater Good, sacrifices must be made."

Train Station

Draco Malfoy was escorted to the train by both his father and mother, the small journey being quiet, yet full of tension. Turning around, he saw his mother trying to hold back tears, and his father's face being solemn, as if it were filled with regret. Swallowing his anxiousness, Draco nodded at his parents and stepped on board the train. The Malfoy family nodded and walked away, though Lucius gestured to his own pocket visibly towards his son. Confused, Draco found his own compartment and got inside, closing the door behind him.

Making sure no one was there, he reached into his pockets and found a folded paper note with writing on it, presumably from his father. Glancing up to ensure no one entered his compartment, he began to read what was written.

"My son Draco, despite what you have seen yesterday in the manor, believe me when I say that your mother and I want only what is best for you. You're our son, and we would gladly throw our lives on the line to keep you safe. You have a choice to make. Don't think of us when you make this choice, just think of yourself and whatever makes you happy. We love you, Draco. -Narcissa & Lucius Malfoy."

Closing his eyes, Draco started to reminiscence on his plan he concocted. The letter only added vigor to his idea, and he knew that he had to succeed, if not for his sake than for his parents sakes. Hearing his compartment open, he looked up and saw his usual cronies get in and sit. Draco had to stifle a snort Pansy Parkinson sat next to him, laying one of her arms on his shoulder.

"Draco." She purred into his ear. "We heard about the Dark Lord visiting. What a high honor." He blanched with disgust on the inside, though gave his usual trademark smirk. The people with him are Slytherin, and have ties to Voldemort like he does. He looked at Pansy and furrowed his eyebrows slightly. She was always pining after him, despite Draco letting her know he will never be interested. Either for his money or family name, Draco wasn't sure.

"The Dark Lord did come to my family last night." He spoke out as he stared upon his crowd. Theodore Nott, Blaise Zabini, Crabbe, and Goyle looked upon him with high interest, wanting to know what happened. "As for why, I'll explain in a second. If you may excuse me..." Draco stood up and spotted the trolly rolling by. In the mood for a chocolate frog, he left the compartment to catch up with it, only to bump into a familiar blonde.

"I'm sorry..." Luna Lovegood spoke before looking up and seeing an annoyed Draco Malfoy staring back down at her. "Oh, hello Draco." She spoke to him in her usual dreamlike stance, her eyes staring into his steely greenish-blue eyes. She found them to enrapture her, as though she were a mouse in the presence of a hawk. Despite this, she stood her ground.

He looked down at her, as if studying her before narrowing his eyes. "You're a part of Potter's group." He spoke with a hint of vehemence, not missed by her. Luna knew that he and Harry didn't get along, though she had always wondered why. "Loony." He gave a curt nod and walked off towards the trolly. Not feeling that the conversation was over, she followed and walked along side him.

"Luna." She corrected him with a smile. "You seem to always forget. Have the Wrackspurts festered in your body?" Luna a felt some unknown satisfaction as he turned towards her, once again staring at her with those eyes. Just as he looked like he was about to respond, the old lady walked up to them.

"Anything off the trolley dears?" Draco turned around and pulled out a gold galleon, taking her basket of chocolate frogs. Luna walked up to the trolly, scanning it for any chocolate frogs as she wanted some as well. "I'm sorry dear, but you're boyfriend has gotten the last ones." The trolley lady didn't see Draco get wide eyed as he wanted to sputter in protest to the saleswoman's retreating figure.

Luna pouted her lips, not caring about the label of being in a relationship, but about not getting a chocolate frog. She turned and looked at Draco's frogs, and looking back at Draco expectantly. He turned back to her and narrowed his eyes before looking down at his frogs.

"May I have a frog, my boyfriend?" Luna spoke innocently, using the term she had heard from the trolley woman. 'If other people see it, than why not say it for what it is?' She asked herself as Draco's face reddened. "Are you alright? I think the Wrackspurts are acting up again."

Draco couldn't believe what he was hearing. 'This can't be happening. First the old hag thought I was dating Loony, than Loony thinks she can call me her boyfriend and take my frogs? What the bloody hell is this?!' Just as he was about to retort, he caught sight of Harry Potter and Ronald Weasely in the corner of his eye. 'Then again...'

"Of course my sweet Luna, anything for the future mother of my children!" He spoke out loudly, wanting the Golden Trio to hear every word. To add further drama, he grabbed one of Luna's hands and knelt to kiss it. However, he didn't calculate the train starting to move and leave the platform. He unintentionally moved towards her, with her back hitting the wall and his lips crashing into hers.

After a split second, his brain started to process what happened and he immediately got off of her. Luna looked up with… a dreamy smile? Draco turned his head and saw the Golden Trio looking at the both of them with shock and disgust, as he intended. He didn't intend to have almost all the compartments open with everyone looking at him.

'Oh… shit.'

He quickly gave Luna the basket of chocolate frogs and walked back to his compartment, trying hide his embarrassed blush. Though when he touched his compartment door, he felt a sort of electric shock coursing through his lips. Moving his hands up slowly, he touched it and wondered. 'Did I just kiss Loony Lovegood, and not throw up?'

Luna Lovegood felt as through she were rooted to the ground when Draco's lips touched hers. In fact, she could barely register her friends, Harry and Ron, waving their arms around and shouting whilst Hermione checked her temperature. When Ron spoke the word 'Evil', she snapped out of it.

"Who is evil, Ronald?" She spoke innocently, staring at Ron with inquisition. Weasley wasted no time and pushing his word in.

"Malfoy! The slimey git! He is evil Luna! How could you be with him?!" His eyes were wide with disbelief. Harry was behind him, looking at Luna with concern and worry. Luna merely smiled at him before turning back to Ron.

"He is my boyfriend." She turned and walked daintily back to her compartment, ignoring the yells of a certain Weasely before he was restrained by Harry. Getting in her compartment alone, she closed the door and sat down, opening up one of the chocolate frogs that were in the basket. 'I at least have my frogs.' She smiled and took a bite.

I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! Next one is coming up tonight or tomorrow hopefully! Please Review! I take all reviews in consideration with this story!