Hey! I know, right? ANOTHER Draco/Luna thing? haha welllllllll I got the idea and liked it sooo I'm doing it :P Hope you liked it! SO, I don't really know what year it is... maybe seventh? I don't know, something :P Buttt yeah :) Luna and Draco are hanging out? WHAT? :O what's happening? Where did it start? And what are Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny going to do about it? Yep! ^^ Sooooo...

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Her back was pressed against the cool glass, but she barely noticed. He was directly in front of her, staring into her eyes. His forehead against hers lightly, her clear, ice blue eyes peered back at him. One of his hands was on her hip, and the other lay on the glass beside her head. They stared at each other for a moment before they moved at the same time, tilting their heads and pressing their lips to each other's. They moved in sync and he tilted his head more to deepen the kiss. Her fingers played with his light blonde hair, shades lighter than hers, as he moved even closer to her. His kiss became slightly harsher, and she stepped up to match him. He was flush against her, her back now practically melded to the window. His hand that was on the window had its fingers digging into it, forcing itself from grabbing her somewhere he knew he shouldn't. She noticed this, and also noticed his vice-like grip on her hip that was for the very same reason. Just then they pulled back, both breathing heavily. He placed his forehead back against hers, where it had been before. His silver eyes met her blue ones, and they stared at each other as they caught their breath.

"I…" he started quietly, gruffly, before taking a deep breath, "I l…-" Just then the compartment door opened and he whipped around. Standing in the opening, wide-eyed, was Harry Potter and his two partners in crime, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasely. The three stared at the two teens they had stumbled upon; Draco Malfoy and Luna Lovegood.

"Uh…" Harry stuttered. Draco pushed completely away from Luna and began to leave when suddenly she grabbed his sleeve. He paused a moment and they all waited before he pulled his arm away and shoved past the trio, sending a, "Potter… Weaselby… " their way before disappearing. Harry and the other two turned back to Luna in shock, who was smiling back at them.

"Hello," she greeted in that usual airy voice of hers, "It's nice to see you again. Tell me, are we almost to our school?"

"She still isn't telling us anything," Hermione complained, her eyebrows furrowing. She, Ron, and Harry all sat in the Gryffindor common room after the first day back. Right after the little run-in with Draco and Luna earlier, Luna had immediately started talking about other things, and carefully avoided the subject.

"I know!" Ron agreed, "That was so weird! Why was she with Malfoy?"

"I don't know," Harry said, frowning, "He better not be giving her a hard time."

"Are you talking about Luna?" The three turned to see Ginny, who smiled and sat next to Harry, who greeted her.

"Yeah," Hermione told her, "We walked in on her and Malfoy in a compartment on the train earlier. She still won't talk about what happened or anything." Ginny looked thoughtful.

"Yeah, I heard some people saying they've seen them together sometimes. Never for long, though. I heard he'll say something to her in the hallway and she'll respond and then they'll just keep going like nothing happened." Harry frowned.

"That doesn't sound like Malfoy."Ginny shrugged.

"Well, if he gives her any problems, Luna can take care of herself," she reminded him, "And we can always kick his butt." The four friends laughed and continued their conversation, but there was still a small sense of unease among them in the back of their minds.

First day back, it was no wonder. He was having another one of his episodes again. The people in Draco Malfoy's dorm had experienced them last year, when he would suddenly get nightmares and start yelling and screaming and crying in his sleep. They'd tried to wake him up once, and one almost got cursed to hell for it. Since late in the year last year, they'd learned what to do, though.

"Blaise," Theodore whined, rubbing his head. He and the other boys sat up in their beds as Draco, lost in his nightmare, tossed and turned and screamed things like, "Please don't kill me!" and "I'm sorry, d-don't torture them! No!"

"I'm on it," Blaise called back as he sent a message with his wand. A few minutes later, maybe thirty, Luna Lovegood entered the room, let in by one of the Slytherin boys. All of the boys nodded to her and she nodded back respectfully before confidently and quietly walking over to Draco's bed. His sheets were all twisted, his body covered in sweat as his fine eyebrows drew together. His lips were parted in a murmur, and he was just about to shout when Luna placed a hand on his chest. Immediately Draco's eyes shot open and he gasped. He snapped up and Luna immediately wrapped her arms around his neck to keep him from accidentally trying to harm anyone.

Once Draco realized where he was, he took in a shaky breath and let out a small sob, burying his face in Luna's curly, slightly messy blonde hair. Luna held onto him, stroking his hair as she let him cry into her shoulder. Blaise nodded to her.

"Thanks, Luna," he said quietly. Luna smiled a little and nodded back. The other boys began to get settled back in their beds again as she continued to comfort Draco, like she'd done some times before that. Draco breathed into her shoulder, one hand holding himself up by her hip and the other on the side of her neck. After a while the others had fallen back asleep, and Draco had calmed down a little. He sniffed a bit and pulled away, his face red. Luna smiled at him. He tucked some of her hair behind her ear and pressed his forehead against hers.

"Stay here with me," he breathed, his breath against her lips. She smiled.

"I'm sorry Draco, but I can't." It was always the same suggestion, and always the same answer. There was no telling exactly how much trouble they would be in if someone caught Luna spending the night in Draco's bed with him, even if nothing actually happened. Draco opened his mouth, but hesitated, and Luna knew that he was trying to say what he had been about to say earlier on the train. The corner of her lips lifted.

"Say it only when you don't have to hesitate, Draco. It's alright." It was silent, and Draco nodded. They stared into each other's eyes for a second before Luna lightly pressed her lips to his, pulling away before he could really kiss back. She stood and ruffled his hair, giggling as he glared at her, and waved.

"Goodnight, Draco. Don't let the Giggly-fimps bite!" Draco shook his head, smiling a bit, as she skipped away out of the dorm and he sank back into his bed.

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