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A/N – It doesn't turn out the way I want it to. And I have a hard time to write this, so this chapter will be a little weird for my liking.


Chapter 30

"What do you want for Christmas?" Draco asked her who was busy watching the snow from the window train. They were at the Hogwarts Express heading back home for the Christmas break.

"I don't know, it should be a surprise," Luna said looking at him. She's feeling better lately. Two weeks before Christmas break, Ginny sends a Patronus when Draco is not around, she tells her that she is the other hiding in Room of Requirement. She also says not to worry about them because Dobby always helps them, especially about food. And yesterday she got a Patronus and said that Ginny was struggling to make an invisible potion so they could ride the train without being seen by anyone.

Indeed, she hadn't seen any sign of Ginny's presence on the train, but strangely enough she could feel her. She could feel a pair of eyes watching her as she walked in search of compartment.

"Luna," Draco called as she lost in her thought. She has always been lost in her thought lately, it worries him.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm daydreaming, silly me," she said with a forced laugh.

"That's fine," Draco said, grabbing her hand and squeezing it. "I said, this will be our first Christmas together, so you can tell me what you want for Christmas."

"I want something cool," she told him.

"Something cool?" Draco frowned in puzzlement. For him something cool is the new Firebolt, what's something cool for a girl?

Luna nodded. "Something not normally sold in the Wizarding World."

"You mean something that is only sold in the Muggle London?" He said in horror.

"Yes," she replied eagerly.

"Really, Luna?" He frowned. "You can ask for something better."

"You asked for what I wanted, I wanted something cool from Muggle London," she said, trying to hold her laughter while watching Draco's expression.

"I shouldn't have asked you," he muttered under his breath. He should know she's going to ask for something strange, as strange as she is.

But you love her, idiot!

A voice shouted at him.

He frowned irritably. Oh, shut up!


When they reached Malfoy Manor, Narcissa appeared out of nowhere and opened her arms wide. She hugged them tightly. "Welcome back," she said happily. She looks happy than the last time she saw her.

"How are you, Mother?" Draco asked as Narcissa released her embrace from them.

"Great that you guys have come home," Narcissa said with a big smile. But as her eyes moved on to Luna, her smile disappeared. "You look skinnier, Luna."

"Really?" Luna said awkwardly.

"She looks fine to me," Draco said watching Luna from head and foot. But he frowned that the bone on her fingers was more visible than before. And if you look closely she does look skinnier. He suddenly feels guilty that he's more focused on Quidditch matches and duties as a prefect than take care of her.

"Maybe I'm too worried about school," Luna said. She didn't think that everything that happened at Hogwarts made her lose weight, she didn't notice it!

"You have to eat more, you look unhealthy," Narcissa said worriedly. She thinks if Luna goes back to Hogwarts she'll be happier that she doesn't have to face Bellatrix and her madness. "Go into the room and rest, Trixie will call you if dinner is ready."

Draco nodded. "I'll see you later, mother," Draco said as he took Luna's hand and led her upstairs to their room.

As they reached their room, he closed the door and looked at her.

"I'm sorry," he said suddenly.

Luna stared at him in bewilderment. What he sorry for? "Why are you apologizing?"

"I'm too preoccupied with Quidditch and duties as a prefect so I don't take care of you," he said sadly. His gaze fell to the floor, somehow he felt ashamed of her.

"It's nothing, Draco, really. Losing weight is not a big deal for girls, most of us just want to lose as much weight as possible, " Luna said simply, "its better I look skinnier than look fatter," she continued with laughter, hoping Draco would feel fine, but it failed. He was still looking at the floor with a sad expression and guilty.

"That's really no big deal, Draco, you don't have to think about that," she said. She approached him and wrapped her tiny arms around his waist and placed her head on his chest.

Draco wraps his arms around her. And he really can feel how skinny she is now. How did he not notice this? He's such a bad husband.

"I'm tired, Draco, will we go to bed now?" Luna begged quietly and kindly. She doesn't want him to feel bad just because she is losing weight, it's nothing.

"Yes, we can go to bed," he replied and looked at her before removing his clothes and crawling into bed. When Luna joined him, he grabbed her body and hugged it against his.

The day passes quickly and the day after tomorrow is Christmas. Draco has had a gift for Luna that he got difficulty. He visited many shops in Muggle London and looked for something cool for his wife. He doesn't know what a cool thing is, so he takes a long time to search and determine, it almost takes all day.

But eventually he gets something (that thing is cool for him), he has never seen anything like it before. It was a snow globe with a pair of blond couple dancing amid a frozen lake surrounded by pine forest and a small hut. And if he shakes the globe, the snow will fall. But what he likes most is when he pushes the button and the couple starts dancing accompanied by slow music.

But for him, shaking the globe is not necessary; it will probably damage the globe. So he charmed the globe to let the snow fall without having to shake it. He also carved her name on it, 'Luna Lovegood-Malfoy', he grinned at the thought.

He has wrapped up Luna's presents in blue wrapping paper and silver ribbon around it. He knows she will love the wrapping paper as well, because the color is Ravenclaw color.

He sneaks into the room and hides her present behind his back, hoping she is sleeping. But unfortunately, when he opened the door and stepped inside, she still woke up and sat on the couch, she was knitting. Knitting became her hobby lately, although he didn't know what she was knitting, it looked messy.

She looked up and greeted him.

"Hello, Draco."

"Err ... hello," he said awkwardly. "Nice evening, is not it?"

She smiles at him, but he can see the confusion from her eyes.

"Yes, is it,"

"Right, I'll go change," he said and turned his back and ran to walk-in closet.

Luna smiled in amusement at him.

The next day on a quiet afternoon at Malfoy Manor, three Snatchers broke in and brought three teenagers with them, two boys with red hair and dark hair, and a brown haired girl.

"We got Harry Potter," Scabior shouted out loud, like it was a song.

Bellatrix was the first to hear it and immediately ran into the main hall of Malfoy Manor. When her eyes landed on the dark-haired guy, her eyes shone and she smiled broadly.

"Get Draco," she murmured.

As soon as Draco was downstairs, he was nervous and restless. Potter is here, he doesn't believe that. Luckily Luna was in the bathroom so she didn't know this news, at least not yet.

"Get here, Draco," Bellatrix cooed, she made a hand gesture for Draco to come closer. "Look, is this Harry Potter?"

Draco looked at his father and mother before take look at the boy in front of him, his father nodding encourage him, while his mother paused like a statue, it was clear she was scared.

"Take a look, Draco," Bellatrix said sounding annoyed.

Draco moved his eyes to the boy. No doubt this is Harry Potter. He doesn't have to be this close to know he is Potter or not. No matter how bad his face looks right now, he is positive that he is Potter. He could even see the scar on his forehead.

"How is it?" Bellatrix demanded impatience.

"I'm not sure," Draco said quietly.

He doesn't know why he is not willing to tell Bellatrix that this is Potter. That might be because of Luna, he thought. He fall for Luna, right? And he wants her to see that he is a good man in her eyes. He wants Luna to know that he's not cruel as she once said.

"Take a look better, Draco," Bellatrix said, pushing him closer to Harry.

Harry can't do anything, he just stares at Draco. Why doesn't he say that he really is Harry Potter? Is not he with the Dark Lord's supporter? He wondered.

Draco shook his head. "I'm not sure," he repeated, standing upright to his parents.

"Is not she the mud-blood Granger?" Lucius muttered, staring at the brown-haired girl.

"And the redheaded boy is a Weasley, right?" Narcissa said. "So he must be Harry Potter."

"I'll call the Dark Lord," Lucius said as he rolled up his sleeve and pointed his wand at his Dark Mark.

"No!" Bellatrix cried. "We're not sure he's a Potter or not, the mud-blood might fool us. Get Luna here."

Draco's body stunned. His fists clenched at his side. He doesn't know how Luna will handle this. Her reaction may be worse than him.

He turned his gaze to Weasley, he glared at him and Granger looked at him with a puzzled gaze similar to Potter's gaze. They may wonder why he didn't tell the truth and maybe they thought he was doing this because he was on their side or he was too scared to tell the truth.

If only they knew that he was doing this for Luna, to live better with Luna. He doesn't want their future filled with darkness where murder is legalized; he doesn't want such a future.

He returned to reality when he heard high heels clicking against the wood floor. Luna walked toward Potter, her face paler. She looked scared, nervous, worried, all mixed up.

"Come here, sweetheart, come to auntie," Bellatrix said very gently and took Luna's hand. "Take a look, is he Harry Potter or not?"

Luna took a deep breath and glanced at Bellatrix. When she finds Bellatrix calling her to identify this boy is Harry or not, she feels fear filled her whole system.

"Come on, sweetheart, after this we can pick up your daddy in New York," Bellatrix offered.

Luna swallowed. She bowed slightly and tilted her head. There is no doubt that he is Harry Potter. The eye that looked back at her was Harry Potter's eye. But Luna is always true to her words, once she sides with Harry she will not turn her back.

"I don't know," she said quietly. "What's wrong with his face?"

"Yes, what's wrong with his face?" Bellatrix demanded to Scabior angrily.

"I don't know. His face has been like that when we found him," Scabior replied nonchalantly.

"Wait, is that a sword?" Bellatrix looked at the sword at his grasp.

"This is my payment," Scabior said simply.

"Where did you get that?" Bellatrix yelled angrily, everyone in the room fell silent. She approached Scabior and slapped him hard across the face.

"You bitch," Scabior hissed.

Bellatrix cursed him over and over again until he release the sword from his grasp. She grabbed the sword and shouted. "Get the goblin here!" Then she continued. "Take them to the dungeon, except the mud-blood."

Wormtail takes Harry and Ron to the dungeon.

"Hermione, no!" Ron yelled, struggling in Wormtail's grip but he lost.

Draco holds Luna tightly as Bellatrix tortures the goblin and Granger. He pressed her face to his chest so she didn't witness how barbaric Bellatrix is. He could feel the front of his robe wet from her tears, her body shaking.

He looked away as Bellatrix carved a word on Granger's forearm. Granger screamed in pain, it hurt his ears. He winced as he heard the satisfied laughter of Bellatrix echoing and fulfills the hall. As if she wasn't satisfied to torture Granger, she pointed her wand at her again, preparing to curse her, but before she can mumble the spell, her wand flew away.

He turned his face over and saw clearly that Potter pointed his wand at him. A red light came out from the tip of his wand. He pushed Luna away and he drove himself backwards to avoid the spell.

Ungraceful, bastard! Draco thought angrily. He grabbed his wand under his robe and aimed at Potter. He thinks he's who comes to his house and tries to attack him while his best friend is in his arms.

The battle has begun in the main hall at Malfoy Manor. Hexing and jinxing fly everywhere and destroy the entire furniture. Luna crawls trying her best to avoid hexing or jinxing from both sides. She has no wand to protect herself. Bellatrix took it (again) when she returned from Hogwarts.

She turned hers face side to side to find a place where she could hide. But the sound of broken furniture and the sound of screams from the people around her made her frantic. She kept crawling toward the pillar to hide. But she stopped dead at her track when she heard Bellatrix shirked.

"Stop or she's dead!" Bellatrix has Hermione in her grasp and puts a dagger on her neck, threatening her.

Everyone paused and stopped whatever they were doing. Not far from Bellatrix, she saw Draco, Lucius, and Narcissa standing behind Bellatrix. They look messy, especially Draco and Lucius. Their hair that always looks neat has gone. Then she glanced at Harry. Ron, Dean, and the Goblin were beside him, staring in horror at Bellatrix.

Suddenly, Luna heard a strange voice from the ceiling. She looked up and Bellatrix somehow followed. Dobby hangs on a chandelier. She narrowed her eyes, trying to figure out what is Dobby doing. In the blink of an eye, the chandelier fell just below Bellatrix. But Bellatrix is fast enough. She pushed Hermione and avoids the chandelier.

Ron grabbed Hermione in his arms.

"You filthy house elf. How dare you do that to your Master," Bellatrix shirked.

"Dobby's Master is only Mr. Potter and Dobby only listens to Mr. Potter,"Dobby shirked back at Bellatrix.

"You better hurry up, Dobby," Ron said panicking.

Ron, Hermione, Dean were linked to each other while Dean was hanging on Dobby for dear life, Ron Holding Harry's arm tightly. They heard Bellatrix shout. Harry doesn't have time to think about Bellatrix and the Malfoy's, which he knows is he wants to save his friends. So he grabbed Luna's ankle by force and pulled her closer. That's too rough, he's willing to admit.

"NO!" Draco yelled at the sight of Potter grabbing Luna's ankle. He pushed his father and ran toward Luna. But before he can reach her, they disappear in the blink of an eye.