Draco shut the door of the room of requirement and began to march as quickly away from it as he could, looking back over his shoulder to check no-one had seen him leave. Of course, looking over your shoulder whilst walking is never a clever thing to do as Draco quickly found out. With neither of the two parties watching where they were going, the inevitable happened.

They hit with a dull thud. Draco being the taller of the two knocked Luna backwards, she wobbled for a second and then as if in slow motion, Draco watched as she began to fall backwards, grabbing his arm in an attempt to steady herself and pulling him catastrophically onto the floor with her. Their heads made an odd 'clonk' sound as they banged together and instinctively Draco reached up to rub where the pain was now shooting across his forehead.

'What's that on your arm? Is it a tattoo? Are wizards getting them too?'

Draco gasped, leaping back as Luna's face seemed to be much nearer than it had been a second ago and realised too late that his shirt sleeve had slipped up his arm. Pulling it down, he looked around to see who was in the corridor. If people were around they would come to their own conclusions about what had just happened and unlike Luna, they would probably have the common sense to realise that it wasn't a tattoo on his arm. As for the... interesting way in which they had fallen; he had been caught in worse situations with girls before now. There was only a tiny Hufflepuff first year who, after one look from Draco, scuttled away as though his life depended on it.

'Do they hurt? Should I get one? Do all the cool people have them?'

Luna continued to babble as Draco frantically searched for a hiding place. Letting her continue to chatter, Draco grabbed Luna's wrist, ignoring her cries of pain, he pulled her to her feet and almost dragged her back towards the room of requirement. Hoping with all his strength that he would somehow manage to think about what he wanted.

Once inside a now almost empty room, Draco half threw her onto one of the only items of furniture in there, a large, red, plush sofa. He threw her with such force she seemed to bounce as she landed on the seat. For once, she appeared to be speechless.

'Merlin, Luna. For a Ravenclaw you really are thick.'

His eyebrows knitted together as he watched a grin spread across her face. She really was insane.

'What are you grinning at, lunatic?'

'You called me Luna. Does that mean I can call you Draco now?'

'Don't even try it.'

Luna seemed to consider her wording for second as she scanned the room. Her eyes resting at a point just over Draco's left shoulder.

'This room really is incredible.. what were you thinking?'

Draco turned around awkwardly. Without a word, he found his eyes wandering to the large four poster bed at the other side of the room.

Then, as only Luna Lovegood could, she misjudged and understood completely at the same time.

'Merlin, Draco. You really must be tired.'

And for once, Draco forgot to correct her.

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