Forgive me for grammatical errors and spelling mistakes.

Disclaimer – I own nothing, except the plot!

trinicutiegal - Sometimes someone who is as calm as Luna looks scarier when they're angry.

ForeverSwiftie29 – Your review makes me so much better. It really encourages me. I have to admit that sometimes I think to stop writing because I don't feel good enough. But thanks to you and those who always give me feedback/advice without hurting my feelings. So as a gift I'll grant your request.

Blue Winter Roze – Thank you ;)


Chapter 14

"Excuse me, Mrs. Malfoy, but we have to take care of the paperwork to transfer ownership of the vault," the friendlier Goblin told Luna. Luna jerked her head at the Goblin. She was too stunned by what she saw.

"Of course," she replied as hooking her arm to Draco's, who was grinning with satisfaction. Earlier, he got a letter from Gringotts telling him that the vault was open and something went wrong. The previous Goblin should have told them to wait longer. But of course this mistake wasn't entirely the Goblin's fault, it was also Draco's fault for being impatient, but they didn't mention it in their letter. But Draco is certainly aware of that, but he is a Malfoy and Malfoy is never wrong.

After he read the letter, he became incredibly satisfied. He went downstairs to tell his parents and by chance his aunt was there. She suddenly becomes cheerful and starts grinning, and she also starts to mumble nonsense. While his father smiled proudly of him for being able to open the vault. When he arrives at the vault location, the vault is open. He was stunned by the amount of gold in Malory's possession. Not only gold, but also some antique jars worth millions of Galleons. There are also old paintings and noble rocks. With the wealth that he and Luna have, of course they become the richest young couple in Wizarding World.

"So now you are the official owner of the Malory's vault, Mrs. Malfoy," the friendlier Goblin told Luna when she had finished signing the papers.

Luna smiled a little, "thank you," she said politely, then she turned to Draco.

"Home?" Draco questioned as he took her hand.

"Yes," she replied curtly.

"Alright," Draco responded as he led her out. "Aunt Bella would love to hear this news," he said.

"I suppose so," she replied quietly.

Draco frowned. She sounded sad. Or is there something wrong with his hearing? "Why do you sound like that?"

She swallowed and sighed. "I don't know what I should do to them," she said as she looked straight ahead. After seeing the amount of gold in the vault she asked herself, what should she do with all this? She is not a materialistic woman; she never relies on gold or money to be happy. Those things cannot make her completely happy. She thought about donating it, but she pushed the idea away. She knew Draco wouldn't agree with her plan and Bellatrix would be furious.

"Well, you can buy some properties in some countries, or you can buy a tropical island," he said. "Or you can keep the gold in the inheritance to our children," he said. A second after those words came out of his mouth, he regretted them. She certainly doesn't think to have children, at least not now. She would now be afraid of him. Deep down, he cursed himself.

Luna's stomach twists as he mentions 'our children'. She feels weird when he says it casually. Does he expect her to get pregnant as soon as possible? "That's a good idea," she said, trying to sound pleased with his idea.

"Yes, of course," he said uncomfortably, trying not to look at her. He was too embarrassed by what he just said. "Let's go home," he said awkwardly.

After they arrived at Malfoy Manor, Bellatrix was waiting like a puppy in front of the main door. The grin gets wider at the sight of Draco and Luna. "Welcome home," she exclaimed happily. Draco grimaced slightly. "Everything's done, sweetheart?" She asks Luna sweetly.

Luna forced a smile. "Yes, it's done," she replied quietly.

"Wonderful!" Bellatrix exclaimed. "I have to go see Rita Skeeter now."

Draco frowned, "what for?"

Bellatrix clicked her tongue. "To get her to publish about Luna who is a Malory and the vault of her grandfather now is hers," she told him. "I'll make sure the announcement comes out tomorrow on the front page," she added as she walked away.

Draco sighed heavily with his aunt's behavior. Pushing all his annoyance to his aunt, he turned his attention to Luna. "Let's go," he said as he guided her. But before they can go any further, Lucius and Narcissa appeared out of nowhere.

"It seems that everything is running smoothly," Lucius commented.

"Yes, father," Draco said. "The vault is now Luna's."

Lucius nodded. "That's good then. The issue of the vault is over," he said."Rendall Malory can rest in peace knowing that Luna is married to you."

Draco smirked with satisfaction.

"It's a relief that it's done," Narcissa said softly. "Do you have any plans to use the gold, Luna?"

"Not so far," Luna replied politely.

"It would be better to keep the gold to inherit to their children later, Cissy," Lucius said dryly. Luna's stomach twisted again. "But of course the decision is in your hands, Luna," he turned his eyes to Luna and his tone softened. Luna just smiled at him.

"Where are Rodolphus and Rabastan?" Draco change the subject before the conversation got further.

"They went to the Dark Lord," Lucius answered. "It seems that tonight the Dark Lord will be visiting for dinner," he said calmly. Luna's face turned pale. She suddenly felt dizzy. "He is very satisfied with the performance of Rodolphus and Rabastan, he is also happy to know that Luna is a Malory."

"So, the whole Death Eaters will be here tonight?" Draco asked, slightly worried. He knows how Luna feels uncomfortable with the presence of the Death Eaters.

"Of course," Lucius reply brief.

"You better get some rest, Luna seems exhausted," Narcissa said, smiling weakly at Luna.

Draco knows it is a clue from his mother to take Luna away so their conversation doesn't go further. He will gladly obey his mother. "Mother is right, you have to rest," he said. Luna nods and obeys.

"Excuse me," she said politely and followed Draco back to their room.

There are many topics that Luna must avoid, Draco thought grimly.

An hour before dinner, Luna and Draco were getting ready. Both try their best to look good so the Dark Lord is not offended. After all, the Dark Lord loves the idea that he controls all the rich pure-blood families.

Draco avoids the topic of conversation about the Dark Lord or the Death Eaters or war. So they only talk if necessary. Draco realizes that Luna is nervous and scared; he also feels the same way. But he was damned if he said that to Luna. He prefers to be stuck with Potter or Weasley in one room instead of admitting his fear to his wife. He also had to protect his reputation from his wife. He didn't want to look weak in front of her.

He sat on the couch waiting for Luna. He glanced at his watch; dinner would start another 20 minutes. He wondered if the Dark Lord had arrived. Perhaps not yet, if he has come his father or aunt must call him. "You're done?" He questions as he feels Luna will not get out of the walk-in-closet anytime soon.

"Y... yes, I'm done, wait a minute." He heard her mutter, her voice trembling. Her voice had been like that after his father announced to them about the arrival of the Dark Lord.

He got up from the couch with a heavy sigh. She may need help, he thought. As he walked into the walk-in-closet, he was amazed by the sight before his eyes. There, his wife stood struggling with the diamond earrings he gave her. She was wearing a black backless high neck maxi cross back dress; he could see some part of her bare back from the mirror. The dress is very simple, but it will not be simple anymore when you decide to wear a beautiful diamond necklace. Her hair is groomed into big wavy curls, making her look more mature.

"Wait a minute," Luna said as she finished with her earrings. She realized that he just stood there and stared intently at her. She took her diamond necklace from the box.

"Let me help you," Draco said as he took a few steps toward her. She nodded and handed him the necklace. She turned her back to him and lifted her hair slowly.

Draco swallowed nervously as his eyes landed on her bare back. He resisted the urge to run his fingers on her back and followed by his tongue. How he was grateful that she decided to loosen her hair. The thought of another man staring at his wife's back just made him furious. He hopes that they don't need to attend dinner so he can spend time with his wife. Maybe he can get good shag if he succeeds in seducing her.

Pushing all his nasty thoughts away, he put the necklace up slowly. "There you go," he said hoarsely.

"Thank you," she replied, offering him a small smile.

Before dinner began, the Dark Lord decided to talk about a few things. Luna sits between Draco and Narcissa. She grabs Draco's hands tightly under the table, afraid that suddenly he left her with the Death Eaters and the Dark Lord.

...

Draco happily grabs her hand back and squeezes it lightly as he feels she's a little shaky. He glanced at her quickly from the corner of his eye. Her eyes focused on the table. But several times she would glance at Blaise Zabini and Theodore Nott sitting across from them. He was shocked to see them sitting quietly like good puppies. Draco wonders why they're here. Have they got the Dark Mark? He understood why Theodore became a Death Eater, but Blaise Zabini? It was shocking; he always thought that he wasn't taking sides with anyone.

"I'm very satisfied with the performance of Rodolphus and Rabastan," the Dark Lord said, his eyes fixed on the Lestrange's brothes who is smiling proudly.

"It's our duty to please you, my Lord," Rodolphus said politely.

The Dark Lord grinned. "Of course," he said coldly. "I'm very happy with the news I've been getting these last few days. I also want to welcome my newest followers, Blaise Zabini and Theodore Nott, two talented wizards. I hope you will not disappoint me," he said as he turned his gaze to Zabini and Nott.

"We will not fail you, my Lord," Nott said as he glanced at Draco and smirk smugly. Draco frowned at him.

"It's an honor for us, to fight for you, my Lord," Zabini said.

"And I want to congratulate the young Mrs. Malfoy for claiming the Malory's vault." His dark eyes turned to Luna."Finally, I have a Malory by my side. I always admire the power of the Malory's, and I'm sure you inherit the power of your ancestors."

Luna swallowed hard as she forced her gaze to move on to the Dark Lord. "Thank you... my Lord," she said unwillingly.

Draco squeezed her hand once more.

"My Lord, I want to talk about Draco and Luna's training." That's Bellatrix.

"I have trusted you and Rodolphus to train them," the Dark Lord replied. "Draco and Luna will be happy to be coached by both of you."

Draco suddenly felt uneasy. He felt Luna stiffen beside him. He really wants to get out of here.

"Yes, my Lord, I will train them well," said Bellatrix eagerly.

"There's one more thing I need to announce to you," the Dark Lord muttered, intertwined his long fingers. "When the students return to Hogwarts, the Carrow's will take part as Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor and Muggle Study Professor."

The Carrow's smiled proudly.

"In addition I want you, Draco, Blaise, and Theodore to capture the members of Dumbledore Army."

Luna buried her nails into Draco's skin. She felt her stomach twist. Her head was heavy. She felt all the oxygen in her lungs in the latch and made her chest tight.

"Kill those who are useless, and leave it to me those who have talent and potential like..." The Dark Lord's eyes were on Luna once more. Luna felt his gaze pierce her skull. "…like my dear Luna," he said dramatically. All eyes are on her now. She felt like she was about to faint. "Is that clear?"

"Yes, my Lord." Draco, Blaise, and Theodore say in unison.

With that, dinner starts. Luna has no appetite. Everything tastes bland. She hardly ever puts food in her mouth. She was just playing with her food. But every time Draco nudges her gently, she'll put a small piece of vegetable or meat into her mouth.

She thought how she could save her friends from the Carrow's and also from Draco, Blaise, and Theodore. But there was a voice telling her that Draco wouldn't harm her friends if she was just being decent to him. She glances at him; she has to persuade him not to hurt her friends.

"My Lord, I have another good news," Bellatrix said as she put a fork and a knife.

"What is it Bella?"

"After we caught the wand maker, Ollivander, we caught the Gryffindor mud-blood," she said proudly.

Luna's head snapped at Bellatrix, her eyes wide with horror. Is that Hermione? Oh, no.

"The mud-blood Granger?" Draco said with disgust.

"No, it's another Gryffindor mud-blood," Rabastan said.

"Dean Thomas." It was Blaise.

Luna felt all her energy drained away. She felt all her muscles refused to work. Dean is here. Sure, she's not close to Dean, but he's nice to her.

"We just got him," said Bellatrix.

"That's good," the Dark Lord praised, "a lot of mud-blood in Gryffindor."

"Indeed, my Lord," Lucius said in amusement. He was pleased to know that he's being a good host. Satisfying the Dark Lord is like satisfying the entire Death Eaters, and it will make the Malfoy's position in the eyes of the Dark Lord even higher.

"What do we have to do to him, my Lord?" Bellatrix asked enthusiastically.

"Do what you want to do to him," the Dark Lord replied. "Torture him, kill him, I don't care. Just make the mud-blood realize that Wizarding World is not their place."

"Yes, my Lord," said Bellatrix enthusiastically.

Draco watches Luna who suddenly becomes pale as a corpse. Her eyes didn't leave her plate; he could see that she was starting to tear up. Slowly, he slid his hand and grabbed hers, hoping he could give her comfort, though only a little.

After dinner is finished, the Dark Lord left Malfoy Manor, but the rest of the Death Eaters stayed for a while and have a conversation in another room. Draco helps Luna stand up, she looks very weak, either because she is not eating well or because of what she hears, maybe both.

"I'll take you back to the room," he whispered as he placed his palm on her back and led her back to the room. He prefers Luna to be by his side as he socializes with the Death Eaters. But the longer she gets around them, she might faint.

"Malfoy,"

Draco turned his head as he heard a familiar voice calling him. It was Blaise Zabini's voice, Theodore Nott standing beside him. "Zabini, Nott."

"Where are you going? Are you not going to join us? "Ask Theodore, his eyes fixed on Luna for a moment before refocusing on Draco.

"Luna is feeling a bit unwell, I'll take her to our room before joining with others," Draco replied dryly, his arm wrapped around Luna's waist. He was aware of Theodore's eyes that stared intently at Luna.

"So your wife will not join us, then," Blaise said, smiling seductively at Luna. "I almost forgot not to introduce myself, it's very not polite. Forgive me Mrs. Malfoy. "

Luna forced a smile. "That's fine, I know you guys," she replied softly.

"It's an honor to be recognized by you, Mrs. Malfoy," said Theodore. His tone was different when he spoke to Draco. "I honestly would love to spend time with you. I hope you feel better later in the morning. "

"I think it's no big deal, we were able to see her all the time now," Blaise said, smirked.

Draco frowned. They are not just flirting with his wife, but also hoping to spend their time with her. And what did he just say? They were able to see his wife all day. "What do you mean?" Draco asked harshly.

"Didn't your father tell you?" Theodore said.

"If my father did tell me, I wouldn't ask you, would I?" he snapped impatiently.

Blaise smirked. "We'll stay here until... I don't know how long, but long enough," he said arrogantly. "I hope you don't mind, Mrs. Malfoy." He winked at Luna.

Luna just smiled at them. She didn't regard them as a threat, unlike Rodolphus and Rabastan.

Draco suddenly felt annoyed at everyone, especially his father. He was upset that he was treated like a child. He hid many things from him, about his training and now this. "Well, I think you will not be able to see Luna often, she doesn't like to wander around the Manor, she would rather stay in our room with me. Now, excuse us," Draco said coldly and glared at them. Then he left Blaise and Theodore. They used become his friends, now he feels that they are trying to make his reputation worse in the eyes of the Dark Lord and the rest of the Death Eaters.

When they reached the room, Draco was holding Luna's shoulder. "You stay here, don't let anyone enter except my mother and the house elf," he said softly.

Luna blinked several times. She had never heard Draco use that tone before. She swallowed and replied, "Yes, I'll stay here."

"Look, I know that the Dark Lord wants me to... kill your friend," he said softly. Luna's eyes suddenly turned sad, "but believe me I'll try my best to keep them from getting killed, but I can't promise you." Draco doesn't know why he's saying this. He just wants to make Luna feel better, but in another hand he knows that he can't kill anyone.

"Thank you, Draco," she muttered as a tear escaped her eyelids. Without registering what she did she wrapped her slender arms around Draco's waist, looking for comfort.

Draco was surprised, but it only took a few seconds to make him realize that he had to hug her back. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer. She is very small against his body. He heard her sobbing several times. "It's ok, everything will be fine," he whispered lovingly.

They stayed like that for a few minutes until Luna pulled away. He cupped her face and wiped her tears away. "Don't cry," he said softly. Draco is shocked with himself; he has never been this soft on any girl. If he finds a girl crying, he wants to make them cry even louder. But that's different with Luna; he feels that he should treat her differently from any girl.

Luna nodded with a small smile. "You must go, your father may be looking for you," she said softly, her eyes fixed on the floor, she couldn't see him right in the eye, not when he was so close like this, and his hands were still cupping her face.

Draco watched her face carefully. The more he looked at her, the more he wanted to... kiss her. Maybe he can make her feel much better with a kiss, every girl feels that way after getting a kiss. "Luna," he murmured hoarsely. Luna lifted up her eyes and they make eye contact. He brings her face closer, as he tilts his head slowly, giving her a chance to pull away if she wants. When their faces were only inches apart, he could feel her breath brushing against his face, her breath smelling like strawberry and mint. He closed his eyes and pressed his lips on hers. He felt a firework in his stomach. His lips moved slowly against hers, he didn't want to scare her anymore. To his surprise, she kissed back. He resisted the desire to grin, instead he deepened the kiss by wrapping his arms around her tiny waist and pulling her closer, he wanted no distance between them. He wants her whole body pressed against his.

As their kisses got hotter, Draco licked her lower lip to plead for entry. To his surprise, she complied with pleasure. His tongue explores her mouth, she tasted very sweet. He heard her moan softly as his tongue massaged hers. He wants to keep kissing her for a long time, but he also needs to breathe. He pulled away, but didn't release his arms from her waist. He pressed his forehead against hers and closed his eyes for a moment, enjoying the strange sensation she gave him. When he opened his eyes, he saw her blushed while biting her lips. He smiled at her actions. "That's wonderful," he whispered. He sees her smiling shyly, and he finds it extremely adorable. "I have to go now," he said. He wasn't willing to leave her. He slid his arms from her waist with a heavy heart. "I won't be long," he said as he gave her a quick kiss on the lips, and left their room.

As he walks down towards the stairs, he touches his lips like a fool. Several times he will smile. He has kissed many girls, but this time is very different. He decided that he loved to kiss her and he looked forward to kiss her more.


A/N - This is the longest chapter I've ever written, and I'm pretty proud of it.