GInny's heart was racing.

She needed to find Luna, she needed to tell her!

She needed to stop what she knew was happening. Oh god. Her vision was blurred with tears.

Why was she crying? Damn it.

Her body launched into another and she found herself colliding straight onto the ground.

"Ouch." She mumbled, as her body hit the stone floor. She looked up into the dark eyes of Blaise Zabini.

"Blaise!" She sniffed, wiping at the tears rolling down her hot cheeks, "Where is Draco?"

"What do you - "

"Where is he?" She screamed, "Take me to his room. Now!"

He nodded briskly, grabbing her hand and helping her up. Ginny's heart pounded recklessly against her chest as Blaise slipped them in through the portal and past the Slytherin common room.

Ginny followed him blindly, ignoring the stares she received from other Slytherin students.

"What is she doing here?" One hissed.

"She's a Gryffindor," Another scoffed.

They passed through a stone wall, and finally, Blaise halted before an old mahogany portal.

"This is it," He said, grabbing Ginny by the shoulders and pulling her back gently.

She snapped out of her stupor and nodded, "Thank you Blaise."

They stared at each for a few more moments, before he tilted his head forward gently and took a step back.

"Don't be too hard on him, Gin."

Despite herself, she glanced back and smirked, "I'll try not to."

And then summoning up every last bit of Gryffindor courage she had, Ginny pushed the door open, forcing herself through and causing Draco and Luna's hot embrace to fall away.

"Weaslette!" Draco's voice went all high pitched, "What the fuck are you doing here?"

Ginny's eyes were trained on Luna, "I could ask her the very same thing."

"Ginny please - "

"No," The redhead held up a hand, "Don't tell me that you're fine, Luna. Please. Look at you." Her eyes raked over Luna's appearance roughly, "Look what he's done to you."

"She can make her own decision, Weaslette," Draco growled, his arm curling protectively around Luna's waist.

Ginny's eyes narrowed, "Have you told her?"

Luna chewed on her bottom lip, "Told me what?"

"Nothing," Draco tried to dismiss it casually, "Mind your own business, Weaslette."

"Oh." An almost sadistic smile lit up Ginny's face, "So you haven't told her?"

Luna pulled herself away from Draco's grasp and looked up into his stormy grey eyes, "Told me what?" She looked at Ginny, "Tell me!"

"Ginny," Draco's voice dropped, as did his eyes, "Please. Don't."

Ginny's resolve flickered; if only for a moment.

She watched as Draco's head held low, as his hands balled up into tight fists.

She swore she saw his shoulders shake from tears. But she shook her head.

No. She wasn't going to let him get away with it, not again.

"Tell her Draco," Her voice was steeled over with determination, "Or I will."

Draco's eyes levelled to meet Ginny's gaze carefully. Ginny was taken aback by the pain she saw behind their grey shadow.

"Luna," He whispered, "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

"For what?" Luna was manic now, grabbing Draco's shoulders, shaking him roughly, "Draco please! Tell me!"

Ginny almost intervened.

"I lied to you," He spoke lowly, "I…This was all part of a bet."

Deathly silence. Luna stared up at Draco through filmy eyes.

Her heart crashed loudly against her battered chest, "What?"

"Between me and Blaise," He clarified, refusing to meet her gaze, "I wagered that I could sleep with you."

For a moment, Luna was completely silent.

And then, without another word, she slipped away from Draco's side and fell into Ginny's waiting arms.

"Luna - " Draco's voice was gentle, quiet.

"No," Luna breathed against Ginny's chest, "Don't ever talk to me again, Draco." Her misty blue eyes lifted to connect with his own molten orbs, "And this time, I mean it."

Luna allowed Ginny to grab her hand, to lead her away from the heavily panting Draco.

She didn't notice as the weaved through the crowds of students. Didn't notice as Blaise stopped and asked worriedly if everything was okay.

Luna was numb.

This was worse than the morning after she'd giving Draco her innocence.

She had never felt like this.

Unfeeling, static.

And then she was in her room, being tucked into bed by Ginny.

"Are you okay?"

Luna couldn't speak. She nodded slowly.

"I'll come back and check up on you later."

Another nod.

And then Ginny was gone, and Luna was alone.

….

"FUCK!"

Draco smashed the vase against his dark grey walls.

"FUCKING WEASLETTE!" He channelled all his anger at the red haired Gryffindor.

But he knew, he knew deep down, that this was all his fault.

He sat down at the edge of his bed, burying his head into his hands.

What had he done?

What had he DONE?

The only girl that would ever understand him. The only girl that had ever meant anything to him…he had pushed her so far away he was sure nothing he would ever say would make it okay.

He stared at the wall in front of him, unblinking.

He was stupid. So, so, so stupid.

How had he let this happen? How had let himself…fall in love with her?

He groaned, running his hands through his hair.

There was no denying it.

Draco loved her with every fibre in his being.

He wanted to be close to her. He wanted to touch her, to taste her.

But above all, he just wanted to be with her.

Luna completed him. He almost vomited at how pathetic he sounded.

"Draco." Blaise pushed through the open doorway roughly, "What the fuck happened?"

Draco looked up, "I fucked it up!" He picked up a shard of glass and crushed it in his hand, not even carrying that it pierced through his skin.

"I saw Luna with Ginny…"

"Don't." Draco shook his head, "Don't say her name. Don't."

He felt broken.

"I lost her," He whispered, "I can't believe I lost her."

"Mate there might still be a chance - "

"What chance?" Draco laughed dryly, "You didn't see her. You didn't see the way she crumbled under my words. I broke her."

Blaise sighed deeply, "I could try and speak to Ginny."

He shook his head again, "No."

A deathly silence surrounded them. Draco stared at his bloodied palm.

He picked up his wand and whispered a healing spell, watching as the cut sealed itself over.

"So you're just going to give up?"

Draco closed his eyes, "What else am I supposed to do?"

"Do you love her?"

"Yes." Draco said the word so quietly he barely heard it.

Blaise nodded slowly, gently, "Then you have to win her back."

"I already tried that, remember?"

"But this time you love her mate," Blaise shrugged, "You can't just give her up so easily."

"This is all my fault."

A beat of silence passed. Then Blaise stood up and forced Draco to level his gaze.

"Yes, it is all your fault." He told him sternly, "And if you want her back, you're going to have to fix it."

Draco watched as Blaise's dark eyes narrowed.

"Aren't you a Malfoy?" He snapped, "I thought Malfoys never gave up."

"This time - "

"This time, what Draco?" Blaise rolled his eyes, "If you're going to be such a defeatist, then you really have lost Lovegood. Suck up your pride and grow some balls."

Usually, Draco would be furious at the way Blaise was talking to him so harshly.

But instead, he could only nod feebly. He looked up.

"You're right."

"Of course I'm right mate."

Draco frowned, "So what do I do?"

A slow smirk slid it's way across Blaise's mouth, "Okay…here's the plan…"

….

Luna sat at the Ravenclaw table in the Grand Hall, avoiding the Slytherin general area at all costs.

But she could see Draco from the corner of her eye.

Staring at her. Always staring at her.

Why? She was frustrated, angry, upset, hurt.

Why did he have to look at her with those silvery eyes? Why did he have to make her heart hurt?

She shifted in her seat uncomfortably.

Draco kept trying to talk to her, to owl her, to send her secret messages. But Luna ignored every single thing.

What else was she supposed to do?

How was she meant to get over him if he didn't leave her alone?

She wasn't, that was the problem. Somebody sat beside her and Luna looked up, surprised.

"Oh." Neville Longbottom smiled down at her nervously, "Hello Neville."

"Hi Luna."

She stared at him for a moment, "Did you want to tell me something?"

"Oh, yes, yes of course," He bumbled in his usual Neville way, "I just wanted to see if you were busy this Saturday?"

"This Saturday?" She quirked a thin brow, "To do what?"

"Go for some butter beer at Diagon Alley," His cheeks flushed a brilliant shade of red, "I mean if you don't want to - "

"No, that would be perfect Neville." She forced a smile.

"Really?"

"Really." She felt awful because she knew she was using him.

Using him to get over a certain platinum blonde haired Slytherin with dark eyes and an even darker past.

"Luna."

She looked up slowly, into the narrowed eyes of none other than Draco Malfoy.

Something stuck itself into her throat uncomfortably.

"What do you want Draco?" She tried to snarl, but knew it came out sounding more like a pathetic whimper.

"I need to talk to you." His eyes landed on Neville, "Alone."

"Malfoy what do you think - "

"Leave it, Longbottom." Draco's tone dropped dangerously, "Seriously."

Neville closed his gaping mouth.

"I don't have anything to say to you, Draco." Luna's voice quivered, softly.

Draco felt his temper rise, "Yes you do. Come on now, just a minute."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes!"

"No!"

"YES!"

"I SAID NO!" By this point Luna and Draco were breathing heavily, their faces very close together. Luna had stood up and slammed her hand against the surface of the table, her blue eyes glassy.

The entire Grand Hall fell silent.

Neither one of them noticed.

"You're being a child!"

"I'm being a child?" Luna laughed without humour, "Oh that's rich coming from you of all people, Draco!"

"I just want to talk to you," His voice took on a desperate tone, "Please."

"There are people watching you know." She whispered, so that only Draco could hear, "Are you sure you don't mind Draco? Are you sure this isn't just another stupid bet of - "

"Don't." He grabbed her thin wrist, "Just…don't."

Luna's skin sizzled at the contact. She pulled away from his grasp.

"Leave me alone, Draco."

"No." He whispered, "I wont. I wont leave you alone, not until the day that I die." And then he pulled his face very close to hers, "I love you, Luna Lovegood. And you will be mine."

"What?" Luna stumbled back at his words.

"I said I love you." His usually steely grey eyes were warm, "I love you."

The Grand Hall was completely silent.

You could hear a pin drop.

Every person waited expectantly for Luna's answer.

Even Ginny sat with baited breath.

"You can't mean that!"

"But I do," He smiled slowly, "I have loved you for a very long time."

A strangled cry from their far left. Pansy Parkinson was holding a hand to her mouth, obviously stifling her sobs.

"When you're ready to take me back, I'll be waiting."

And then he whisked away, to sit back down beside Crabbe and Goyle, as if he hadn't just declared his undying love to Luna Lovegood in front of the entire Hogwarts student body.

Luna sat back down, her entire body paralysed.

"So I guess Saturday's off then?"

She turned to Neville, who was staring at her curiously.

"I guess so."

…..

[b]SORRY I HAVENT UPDATED IN A WHILE! Been busy with schoolwork and whatnot...Anyway, things are just about to get interesting! I know some of you thought that Luna wasn't been level headed enough, but dont worry guys, she will prove that she's a strong independant woman! Capable of surviving without Malfoy :) Although...who wouldnt want Draco Malfoy to make sweet love to you? AM I RIGHT? Anyway...hope you like it! Read and review, it means the worldddd[/b]