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[dreamily_luna]

Nights like these are precisely the reason that Luna always wears her shoes to bed

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[of_badfaith]

He hasn't been following her. Of course he hasn't. When Luna Lovegood left her room, Draco wasn't even in bed. He hadn't been sleeping well lately, though he'd told no one. The only evidence were the dark circles under his eyes, marring his already pasty face.

He was on the boardwalk when she passed him, and he offered her a sneer that might have been a greeting. Surprisingly, she didn't take the bait. Didn't chirp hello or ask him any of her usual ridiculous questions. She just walked right on past him, leaving him gaping at her retreating back.

He let out an annoyed huff and stomped after her, his mouth opened to shout something nasty when he caught a glimpse of her face in the moonlight.

"Oh, perfect," he muttered to himself, following at a distance, only making his presence known when she stepped into the surf.

"You're going to drown yourself, you imbecile," he muttered, curling a hand around her arm and grimacing when cold sea water began to fill his shoes.

[dreamily_luna]

"But I haven't got any apples," Luna says clearly, immediately pliant under his hand even if she was still asleep. She's been hauled around plenty in this state before, even if not by Draco. Many of the teachers at Hogwarts had even remarked to her that it was a blessing she was so easily handled.

[of_badfaith]

"Oh, for Salazar's sake," he snapped, abandoning all pretense of being gentle and giving her a violent shake. "Wake up, Loony. I'm not dragging you all the way back to the dormitories."

[dreamily_luna]

Luna blinks herself awake, only a bit surprised to find herself at the end of his grasp, and being shaken too. "Hello, Draco," she says. "Did we go for a walk, or am I sleep-walking again?"

[of_badfaith]

"Do you think I would've wandered into the ocean in the middle of the night by choice?" he asked, like it was the stupidest question he'd ever had the misfortune of having to answer.

"I should've let you drown, you know."

[dreamily_luna]

In her sleepy state, she smiles at him as if he's done something brilliant. "You're very strange," she tells him. "I can't predict what you do, Draco."

[of_badfaith]

"Thank the Lord for small mercies," he muttered, dropping his hold on her and taking a step back, "You do realize how ridiculous it is -- you calling me strange."

[dreamily_luna]

"This whole place is strange," says Luna, giggling inexplicably. "Will you take me back to the room? I'm liable to fall asleep if I walk back alone."

[of_badfaith]

"Will you promise to stop your giggling?" he asked reluctantly, his nose wrinkling, wondering why he hadn't just left her there in the first place and saved himself the agony.

[dreamily_luna]

"Of course," Luna says, attempting to put on a more solemn face. People always seem to think she's the most loony when she's happy. The whole thing is actually a bit depressing.

[of_badfaith]

"Is this going to be a regular occurrence?" he asked, rather reluctant to hear her answer as he began to sullenly lead her toward the path.

[dreamily_luna]

"I don't know."

She really doesn't, and she doubts he'd appreciate knowing that the reason she probably hasn't so far lies in the shackles of Malfoy Manor. "Do you have any cures for it? No one has succeeded so far."

[of_badfaith]

"Beyond chaining you to the bedpost? No," he drawled, and even tying her down had lost some of it's luster. Bad memories and all that.

[dreamily_luna]

Her eyebrows go up. "I think that's a little drastic," she says, and then, even though Loony Lovegood is supposed to be beyond such things, she adds, "I didn't realise you liked that."

[of_badfaith]

Draco let out a squeak of a sound, mouth flapping open like a fish, then finally, he coughed out a high-pitched laugh and said, "You wish."

[dreamily_luna]

"Do I?" Luna widens her eyes. "I shall consider it, then. I hadn't given it much thought before."