I've been watching your world from afar,105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVwc6vTdZ5a
I've been trying to be where you are,105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡz8iNV3mvda
And I've been secretly falling apart, unseen.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9rl8wf2tBL
To me, you're strange, and you're beautiful,105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbY1Zrs2MyY
You'd be so perfect with me, but you just can't see,105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpYloVtWexM
You turn every head, but you don't see me.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWwp8rkmdwt
Draco Malfoy was the very definition of a player. He moved through the halls of Hogwarts with a confidence that drew the attention of nearly every girl. Those he chose to spend time with felt both desired and special, as though he genuinely cared for them. Yet, despite the affection and devotion he seemed to inspire, Draco never genuinely returned their feelings. He had a knack for making each girl believe she was the exception, all the while keeping his own emotions firmly in check.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAZVal82Ufs
By the time he reached his fifth year, Draco had been involved with almost every girl in Hogwarts who was of age—fifth year and above. He set clear boundaries for himself, never pursuing anyone younger than that, save for a select few whom he simply found unappealing or considered off-limits for other reasons. On rare occasion, he avoided someone altogether if he suspected it would lead to serious trouble, such as inviting the wrath of a protective sibling.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡe1dnQA9BXC
Every girl at Hogwarts was well aware of Draco Malfoy's reputation. Despite knowing exactly what he was like, the allure of being able to boast about a liaison with him proved irresistible. None of them ever spoke openly about their encounters; instead, they simply waited for their opportunity, hoping to be chosen next.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡl0qHsGqMfs
Draco himself had been taken aback when Hermione Granger did not resist his advances. She was his most recent conquest, and their involvement had been purely physical—both parties understood this unspoken agreement. Unlike the others, Hermione showed no interest in pursuing anything further after their brief fling, a response Draco appreciated.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBI9IKXYFOh
Ginny Weasley, on the other hand, had been a vastly different experience. As the girl he was with before Hermione, Ginny had developed genuine feelings for Draco, even going as far as to claim she was in love with him. Her brother's reaction had been explosive, showing a level of anger Draco had rarely witnessed, but Draco remained unfazed by the chaos he had caused.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrkuNoCJyKx
He had played both Hermione Granger and Ginny Weasley with ease, manipulating their emotions as effortlessly as a skilled musician drawing music from a well-tuned instrument. Now, with their stories already written, Draco found himself weighing his options for who would become his next pursuit. His calculated approach never faltered; he observed the girls at Hogwarts carefully, always considering his next move. Each decision was measured, never impulsive, as he maintained his reputation while keeping his own feelings firmly guarded.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYSzOeFG2ot
Draco sat in the Great Hall, his gaze discreetly drifting over the remaining few girls at Hogwarts whom he had not yet pursued. His attention lingered on one in particular as she made her way into the bustling room that day. Something about her was different; she was an enigma to him, radiating innocence and purity in a way that set her apart from the rest.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3WkQohqmrT
As Draco watched, he clicked his tongue thoughtfully and tilted his head, studying her with curiosity. He found himself wondering about her experiences—had she ever been in a physical relationship with anyone before? Would she even recognise what was happening if someone showed romantic interest in her? These questions circled in his mind, highlighting just how elusive and intriguing she seemed to him.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbbyuyMYlJH
He watched as she ran her fingers through her long, blonde hair, the very same shade as his own. For a moment, she glanced up, her gaze meeting his with an almost startling directness. Draco found himself wondering if she was more perceptive than he had initially assumed, perhaps more attuned to the world around her than she let on. A dreamy smile touched her lips as she looked at him, her head tilting ever so slightly, a gesture that seemed both innocent and enigmatic.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOrzEwoF2PT
Maybe not.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjld63gPzsK
He quickly averted his eyes, unsettled by the unfamiliar sensation that arose within him as she offered him that mysterious smile. Determined not to dwell on the feeling, Draco shifted his focus back to his breakfast, hoping to regain his composure.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6xv60zlBmT
Two months had quietly slipped by, and the entire school was abuzz with speculation over Draco Malfoy's uncharacteristic behaviour. Since his brief involvement with Hermione Granger, he had not been seen with any other girl—a stark contrast to his usual pattern. This unexpected turn of events became prime material for gossip among the Hogwarts students, especially the girls who found themselves both puzzled and intrigued by his sudden withdrawal from romantic pursuits.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ80k9mNHN1U
Whispers circulated in every corner of the castle, with many convinced that Draco's absence from the dating scene could only mean one thing: he had finally fallen in love. The consensus amongst the rumourmongers was that Hermione must be the girl who had captured his heart, though it was equally clear to all that she showed no interest in returning his affections. The mystery surrounding Draco's intentions and Hermione's apparent indifference only fuelled further intrigue, ensuring that their names remained on everyone's lips.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrL6bsRBOaE
Draco couldn't help but laugh quietly to himself at the wild rumours circulating through the castle. The speculation that he was pining for Hermione was not only amusing but completely misguided. In truth, his thoughts were consumed by someone entirely unexpected—someone who, as far as he could tell, had never even noticed him at all. The irony of the situation was not lost on Draco; while everyone else assumed they knew the story, the real object of his attention remained blissfully unaware of his existence. This only added to her allure, making her all the more intriguing in his eyes.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiKJZoZwPYo
She occupied his thoughts constantly, an ever-present presence in his mind that he could not shake off. Unlike anyone he had ever encountered, she eluded him with an effortless charm. There was something about her—something so unique and unattainable—that made her infinitely more fascinating. She was unlike the other girls at Hogwarts; her strangeness set her apart, yet it only heightened her allure in Draco’s eyes.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQ4ZKfiplvh
He found himself captivated not only by her striking appearance but by the intriguing mystery that surrounded her. The blonde Ravenclaw was beautiful, yes, but it was more than mere physical attraction drawing him in. There was an intangible quality about her that rendered her irresistible, making him realise that his feelings ran deeper than he cared to admit.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQdi52i8hKQ
Despite the fact that they had never exchanged a single word, Draco found himself utterly captivated by Luna Lovegood. Somehow, without any conversation or direct interaction, she had quietly become an undeniable presence in his heart. Draco could not pinpoint when or how this had occurred; it was as though she had slipped into his thoughts unnoticed, gradually embedding herself there until he could no longer ignore the impact she had made.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrmUPbSdD8Z
Her influence perplexed him. For Draco, who prided himself on his self-control and emotional detachment, the idea of being so affected by someone he barely knew was both unsettling and fascinating. The mystery of her silent effect on him only deepened his curiosity, making her even more alluring in his eyes. Without conscious effort on her part, Luna had become an enigma he could not solve—a puzzle that drew him back to thoughts of her repeatedly, no matter how hard he tried to focus elsewhere.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWzGI9Uy4fS
Draco sat quietly in the Library one afternoon, leaning closer to his best friend, Blaise Zabini. He lowered his voice, the words barely more than a whisper as he confided, ‘I don't get it,’ struggling to articulate the confusion that had been weighing on his mind for weeks.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDz0pP2zZNV
Blaise looked up from his book, his eyes focusing on Draco as he asked quietly, ‘Don't get what?’105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5EGNarZqN4
‘I can't stop thinking about her,’ Draco admitted quietly, stealing a quick glance at his best friend as he spoke. The words felt heavy, laden with the confusion and intensity that had been building inside him over the past weeks. 105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3EJjA2IZwW
This persistent fixation on Luna Lovegood was unlike anything he had ever experienced before—her presence lingered in his thoughts, making concentration on anything else nearly impossible. Speaking the truth aloud to Blaise was not easy, but Draco found himself unable to keep these feelings bottled up any longer. Each day, Luna's image invaded his mind, her enigmatic charm drawing him in with a force he had never known.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4Ql5LYWXVC
Blaise let out a sigh and closed his book with a quiet thud, the motion signalling that he understood exactly who Draco was referring to. He regarded his friend thoughtfully for a moment, then spoke with a hint of gentle teasing, ‘Maybe you've finally done the one thing you always swore would never happen to you?’105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡq1vvZDBEkK
Draco shot Blaise a sarcastic look. ‘Please don't elaborate because I can understand your cryptic messages,’ he remarked dryly, his tone laced with irony. The banter between the two friends helped Draco mask the vulnerability he felt in confessing his feelings, even as he struggled to come to terms with the truth himself. Despite the teasing, there was an unspoken understanding between them—a quiet acknowledgement that something had shifted for Draco, and whatever it was, it could not be shrugged off with a joke or a sarcastic retort.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTHvS2CFjqH
Blaise rolled his eyes, a gesture that conveyed both amusement and exasperation at his friend's predicament. ‘I remember you saying that you would never fall in love because love was weak,’ he replied, his voice tinged with a knowing tone. Before Blaise could elaborate further, Draco scoffed, unwilling to entertain the notion that he might be experiencing the very emotion he had always dismissed as a sign of weakness.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUNuIkWkvtB
Draco shifted in his seat, letting out a quiet, almost defeated mutter. ‘Love is weak,’ he said, his voice tinged with the familiar cynicism that had long defined his outlook. Slumping in his chair, he tried to reinforce the walls he had always maintained around his emotions, clinging to the belief that vulnerability was something to be avoided at all costs. Despite the teasing from Blaise and the confusion swirling within him, Draco stubbornly held onto his old conviction, refusing to admit how thoroughly Luna Lovegood had unsettled him.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2IJEQ9qy8a
Blaise regarded Draco with a knowing look and remarked, ‘You only think that because you have never been in love.’ Leaning in, his voice dropped to a conspiratorial whisper as though sharing a closely guarded secret. ‘Until now, that is,’ he concluded, his tone smug and self-assured.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvDcmbm5mSq
Draco shook his head, a hint of frustration in his expression. ‘I'm hardly in love with Loony Lovegood,’ he expressed, the words carrying a sharp edge as he tried to distance himself from the suggestion. His tone was firm, almost defensive, as though by voicing the denial aloud he could banish the feelings he refused to acknowledge. The nickname slipped out, more out of habit than malice, a last-ditch effort to maintain the emotional walls he had so carefully constructed. Yet, beneath the surface, Draco's protest sounded hollow even to his own ears, betraying the turmoil and confusion that Blaise had so perceptively observed.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQdMcyheK2c
Blaise smiled, his gaze shifting past Draco to focus on someone who had just entered the Library. A sly glint appeared in his eyes as he leaned in and whispered, ‘Speak of the angel, and she appears.’105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCLMSAMzQ7h
‘Angel?’ Draco echoed, his confusion evident as he turned in the direction Blaise was looking. The moment his eyes landed on the person in question, his breath caught unexpectedly in his throat. He found himself momentarily speechless, transfixed by the sight of Luna Lovegood as she entered the Library. Her presence unsettled him in a way he could neither understand nor deny, the intensity of his reaction betraying the feelings he had tried so hard to suppress.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKtyBBYB6m4
Luna Lovegood entered the Library, her movements tinged with an almost ethereal uncertainty, as though she herself was not entirely sure of her purpose or destination. The appearance of confusion, however, was merely a mask—an elaborate façade she had perfected over the years. It served as her shield; a carefully constructed safety net designed to keep the world at arm's length and protect her from the sting of being hurt. Beneath that dreamy exterior, Luna was keenly aware of her surroundings, but she allowed herself to drift behind this persona, seeking solace in its comforting detachment.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrOK87VyIyD
Luna had never wanted to blend in with everyone else, nor did she wish to pretend that the unkind things people said about her left her unaffected. In truth, they did hurt her more deeply than she let on. Being called “loony” was a wound she carried quietly; she tried to take it with a pinch of salt, but the sting lingered long after the words were spoken.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡd0tHD7MLQ5
No one realised that every night, Luna cried herself to sleep, wishing—now more than ever—that she had not allowed herself to seem so different when she first arrived at Hogwarts. The persona she projected had become a shield, yet it left her isolated. Now, she longed to be like some of the other girls, to join in their laughter and fun. But despite that yearning, Luna could not bring herself to step out from behind the protective walls she had built. The fear of being hurt again was too great, keeping her locked within her own defences even as she ached for connection.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqM4ywnq5nz
The dreamy expressions and gentle smiles that adorned Luna's face were not merely fleeting gestures; they had become an intrinsic part of who she was. These mannerisms, so often misunderstood by those around her, now felt as natural to her as breathing. With a soft sigh, Luna placed her bag carefully on the nearest table and eased herself into a seat. She reached up, gathering her long blonde hair and sweeping it behind her back in a practised motion. Turning her gaze towards the window, she rested her head in her hand, allowing herself a rare moment of quiet reflection as she looked out at the world beyond the Library’s walls.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvKiNLSJPVK
Luna wondered, not for the first time, if anyone would ever truly look beyond the dreamy façade she wore so effortlessly, and recognise the real person she longed to reveal. She felt as though there was so much more of herself waiting to emerge, if only someone would care enough to notice. Lost in this thought, Luna did not even acknowledge the solitary tear that traced a silent path down her cheek, betraying the turmoil she kept carefully hidden from view.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtTLGeKWkeR
Luna let out another quiet sigh and quickly brushed away her tear, determined not to let her emotions be seen. Gathering herself, she allowed her gaze to drift, landing on Draco Malfoy, his piercing icy blue eyes meeting hers from across the Library. For years, she had harboured feelings for him—feelings she rarely allowed herself to acknowledge, let alone express. In this moment, caught in the intensity of his stare, Luna could not help but recall the depth of her affection for Draco, a secret she had carried quietly in her heart. Despite the distance and differences between them, her love for him had remained constant, colouring her thoughts and dreams with a longing she never dared reveal.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡExv6QYG3tC
Luna averted her gaze, unwilling to let Draco see the fresh tears welling in her eyes. The thought echoed painfully in her mind—someone like him could never truly be interested in someone like her. He was striking, admired by many, while she felt hopelessly plain in comparison. The idea that they might ever fit together seemed utterly impossible, and with that realisation, a wave of sadness overcame her. Luna lowered her head into her hands, allowing her tears to flow freely, no longer able to contain the feelings she had tried so hard to hide.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyJpiXSfz81
Blaise watched Draco intently as they both observed the girl sitting alone, her shoulders trembling with suppressed emotion. ‘Is she crying?’ Blaise asked, his tone low and uncertain. 105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOQhBSS8qeO
Draco did not respond immediately. He was transfixed, unable to tear his gaze away from the sight before him. The shaking of Luna's shoulders became even more pronounced, and Draco soon noticed the unmistakable glimmer of tears as they fell onto the table beneath her.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyOUPGejc69
Luna lowered her arms, crossing them on the tabletop and resting her head upon them, the posture of someone overcome by sorrow. Blaise observed the shift in Draco's expression—a fleeting look of concern replacing his usual composure. Sensing Draco's inner turmoil, Blaise reached out and gave his friend a reassuring pat on the arm, prompting Draco to turn and meet his eyes. ‘Why don't you go and see if she's okay?’ Blaise suggested, encouraging Draco to act on the concern that was so clearly written across his face.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvcXFmK7nVX
Draco looked away for a moment, uncertainty flickering across his features. He hesitated, his gaze shifting back to Blaise as he struggled to find the right words. After a brief pause, he admitted quietly, ‘I can't,’ his eyes darting once more towards Luna. The vulnerability in his voice was unmistakable, betraying the internal conflict that had been building within him. Despite his obvious concern for her, Draco could not bring himself to approach Luna, the weight of his feelings and fears holding him back. He glanced at her again, torn between the desire to comfort her and the doubt that she would ever want comfort from him.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTRJnTA73fP
Blaise frowned, confusion evident on his face. He regarded Draco with genuine curiosity, trying to understand his reluctance. ‘Why not?’ he pressed, tilting his head as he waited for Draco to voice the thoughts clearly troubling him.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgACjqvakUL
Draco hesitated before voicing the doubt that plagued him, his tone subdued. ‘Because why would she be interested in getting comfort from me?’ he asked, struggling to articulate the depth of his insecurity. ‘Tell me that and then maybe I will.’ Draco's gaze dropped once again to Luna, his expression conflicted as he waited for Blaise's response, the possibility of reaching out to her hinging on the answer he might receive.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJZ3bflqbaH
Blaise let out a sigh; his gaze still fixed on Luna. ‘Because it doesn't look as though anyone else even noticed she walked in here, let alone that she's sitting there crying on her own with no one around to comfort her,’ he explained, his tone calm but earnest. ‘I only noticed her because you've not stopped talking about her for months now. Even I have to admit, she has a certain beauty about her.’ Blaise offered Draco a small, knowing look, prompting a glare from his friend.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQOjXBjoJzg
Holding up his hands in a gesture of surrender, Blaise continued, ‘Calm down, mate. All I'm saying is, you noticed her when nobody else did. In fact, even her friends haven't seen what's going on.’ He nodded towards the table where the Golden Trio and Ginny Weasley were seated a few tables away.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9K6qnXpzbT
Draco glanced over at the group of friends, a frown forming on his lips as he took in the scene. Blaise's words rang true—none of them appeared to have noticed Luna's distress. Even Ginny Weasley, who was seated with the trio, seemed oblivious to the blonde girl's sorrow, her gaze never once lifting in Luna's direction. Draco found this odd and unsettling. He questioned softly, more to himself than to Blaise, ‘That's strange. Why wouldn't they pay attention? How is it that I noticed, and they didn't?’105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgVqja1kEEu
Blaise leaned in slightly, a hint of smugness in his expression as he observed Draco's conflicted gaze. ‘They are not in love with her,’ he said, his voice carrying a quiet certainty.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuMLgyorgWy
Draco rolled his eyes in reluctant acceptance. ‘Fine, you win. I'll talk to her,’ he muttered to Blaise before rising from his seat. As Draco made his way towards Luna, anxiety began to take hold—his palms grew clammy, and his heartbeat accelerated with each step. The weight of the moment was palpable.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMR5vrPMmRd
Out of the corner of his eye, Draco noticed that the Golden Trio and Ginny Weasley had finally become aware of his movements. Their attention was drawn towards him as he approached Luna, their eyes following his progress across the room. Draco halted beside Luna, leaning gently against her table, uncertain of what to say or do.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpNbtTpbBBg
He let out a quiet sigh as he took in the scene before him. Luna's quiet sobs were caught in her throat, and it was clear that she was aware of someone standing nearby—yet she refused to look up, remaining withdrawn and exposed. Draco stood there, gathering his courage as he prepared to reach out to her.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJwG3SHliL7
Draco’s desire to comfort Luna was overwhelming. Standing beside her, he fought the urge to simply gather her into his embrace and offer solace. He longed to hold her, wishing he could kiss away the tears that stained her cheeks, hoping his presence might bring her some measure of peace during such a vulnerable moment.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡz68L7dx1My
Luna held her breath, her body tense with anticipation as she realised someone had approached her table. She hesitated to look up, dreading the ridicule she feared would follow. The thought of another taunt or cruel remark made her feel even more defenceless in that moment. As her eyes lifted, she caught sight of the Slytherin Crest prominently displayed on the robes of the person standing beside her. The sight filled her with apprehension, her mind racing with memories of previous encounters with Slytherins.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfoWD2HI6oB
Gathering her courage, Luna raised her head further and a wave of anxiety crashed over her as her eyes met icy blue ones. The question echoed in her mind—why was Draco Malfoy here? Dread tightened in her chest as old memories resurfaced, and she braced herself for the possibility of more cruel remarks or cutting insults, the very sort of nastiness she had come to expect from Slytherins. Her thoughts raced, certain that he would only have something unpleasant to say, and she readied herself for whatever hurtful words he might unleash this time.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmBY4AID7iN
But nothing happened—no insult, no harsh word. Instead, Luna was taken aback to sense an unexpected warmth softening the icy depths of Draco's eyes. The change startled her; she had never seen him look so vulnerable. Draco seemed unsettled, his usual composure replaced by a visible unease. He brushed his hair away from his face, his movements betraying a rare nervousness, before casting a brief glance around the room as if searching for an anchor.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡD1DbkAlJc8
His gaze soon returned to her, and for a moment, Luna felt as though he was searching her eyes for something elusive, something he could not name. He hesitated, licking his dry lips before finally finding his voice. When he spoke, his words were quiet and sincere. ‘I noticed you were crying and came to see if you were okay,’ he said, his tone gentle and uncharacteristically kind.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNzPvCoFrx2
Luna stared at him in shock, hastily wiping away the tears from her cheeks and eyes before daring to look back up at him. Her gaze was steady, but her expression remained unreadable as she regarded Draco. ‘Why do you care?’ she asked quietly, her voice tinged with confusion as she continued to search his face for any sign of mockery or insincerity.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTyeI9O5qvt
Draco let out a soft sigh and gave a slight shrug, uncertainty flickering across his face. ‘I don't know, to be honest,’ he admitted quietly, his gaze shifting away from Luna’s. ‘I suppose it was just... strange, seeing you crying. It struck a chord with me.’ He seemed almost embarrassed by the admission, unable to meet her eyes as he spoke.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ17o2CSVHq6
Luna took a deep breath, steadying herself as she reached out and gently took Draco’s hand in her own, her fingers small and delicate against his. Draco stared at their joined hands, momentarily taken aback by the unexpected gesture. He hesitated only for an instant before entwining his fingers with hers, the act both tentative and heartfelt.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡU0311luFkS
Slowly, Luna stood up, her figure noticeably shorter than Draco’s as she faced him. He watched her, a lock of his hair falling forward to obscure his eyes. Without a word, Luna reached up and brushed the stray hair from his face, her touch light and careful. She looked up at him, meeting his gaze, and whispered softly, ‘Thank you for noticing.’105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvAIj4Wxe7e
He gave her a small smile, his expression softening as he met her eyes. ‘How could I not?’ he replied gently, his voice laced with sincerity. As he spoke, Draco reached up, his hand brushing lightly against her cheek in a tender gesture. Luna’s lips curved into a smile in response, a quiet happiness lighting her face. Without another word, he drew her into his arms, holding her close, offering comfort and reassurance in his embrace.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrKOoGI18cH
Draco stared into the fire, his mind restless and full of unanswered questions. It had been a week since that quiet moment in the Library when he had comforted Luna. Since then, he had not set eyes on her—not at meals in the Great Hall, nor passing her in the corridors on the way to class. Her absence was conspicuous, and it weighed heavily on him.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTmehGXNVIj
He could not help but wonder if Luna's retreat was because she had allowed herself to be vulnerable, letting someone get close enough to glimpse the person she truly was beneath her dreamy exterior. Perhaps she regretted letting her guard down, fearful of being seen for who she was rather than the odd, ethereal girl everyone believed her to be. The thought left Draco troubled, uncertain whether he had offered comfort or only made things more difficult for her.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFy0jmkkTH6
He let out a weary sigh, his fingers threading restlessly through his hair as if the simple gesture might offer relief from the turmoil within. Yet, even as he did so, Draco could not help but wish it was her touch he felt instead, gentle and reassuring, rather than his own. Tilting his head back, he stared up at the ornate ceiling, searching for answers that refused to come. No matter how hard he tried, Luna would not leave his thoughts; she was there constantly, lingering at the edges of his mind, haunting his dreams with her presence. It was as though she had cast a spell on him, one that he could neither break nor resist.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnH8onU4Nkn
Her image seemed to follow him everywhere he went, appearing in fleeting glimpses around every corner, in every shadow, and in every quiet moment. Draco was acutely aware that his feelings for her had grown into something far deeper than mere fascination; he was becoming utterly consumed by her, and the thought did not trouble him in the slightest. In fact, it only fuelled his determination. He wanted her—needed her—and the certainty of that desire was undeniable. Malfoys’ were known for their resolve, for always obtaining what they set their sights upon, and Draco was no exception. He was prepared to do whatever it took to ensure that no one—not fate, not circumstance, and certainly not another suitor—would come between him and Luna.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeD8TlybcHu
Unable to bear the weight of his restless thoughts any longer, Draco finally rose from his seat by the fire. The Common Room, with its flickering shadows and quiet murmurs, offered him no comfort or distraction; instead, it only amplified the absence he felt. Determined to seek out Luna, or at least to find some solace among the familiar stacks of books, he made his way out of the Common Room and set his course for the Library. Each step echoed with anticipation and uncertainty, his resolve hardening as he slipped through the silent corridors in search of the girl who now occupied so much of his mind.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUielmkZVjH
Luna sat in one of the more secluded parts of the Library, tucked away down a dead-end aisle that offered a sense of privacy. At the very end, a small, comfortable seat was positioned, and Luna curled up in it, seeking solace. She rested her head on her arm, her posture reflecting a need for quiet and contemplation. From her vantage point, she gazed down the aisle, watching people pass by without noticing her presence. Lost in her own world, Luna remained unaware of her surroundings and the thoughts that darted through her mind, finding a brief escape in the peaceful solitude of the Library.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ63Jpky28vN
Luna let out a soft sigh as her gaze drifted over the shelves, their spines arranged neatly in a quiet testament to the knowledge contained within. The aisle she had chosen for refuge was lined with books on time travel—a subject shrouded in both fascination and controversy. Although the practice was forbidden in the Wizarding World, Hogwarts did not shy away from teaching its theories and history. The comforting presence of the books offered Luna a sense of escape and safety, a place to collect her thoughts away from prying eyes.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlW8xlhd3Bt
Allowing her eyelids to flutter shut, Luna took a moment to steady herself. When she opened her eyes again, she was taken aback—a sudden shock widening her eyes—at the sight of someone kneeling directly in front of her, their presence both unexpected and startling in her secluded corner of the Library.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuUsLnmqegF
Draco Malfoy.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkSWdFoOy7g
He smiled at her, and she couldn't help the small smile that brightened up her face as she stared at him. The warmth in his expression eased some of the tension she had been carrying. Reaching out, his hand moved gently, brushing a stray lock of hair away from her face with a tenderness that surprised them both. Draco’s touch was careful, almost reverent, as if he feared she might vanish at the slightest provocation. His eyes searched hers, concern evident in the softness of his gaze.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSCG6izSrX2
‘Are you alright?’ he asked her, his voice gentle and soft, each word carrying genuine care and a longing for reassurance. The quiet between them was filled with unspoken understanding, and Luna found comfort in his presence, feeling seen and cared for in a way she rarely had before.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUxsjffKkas
Luna’s voice was barely above a whisper as she replied, 'I am now,' her words carrying a quiet defencelessness. The gentle admission caused her heart to flutter with a mix of relief when Draco’s smile broadened in response. The simple exchange between them, soft and tender, spoke volumes—his affection and reassurance wrapping around her like a warm embrace. In the stillness of the Library, with only the muted rustling of pages in the background, the moment crystallised between them, each feeling seen and cherished. For Luna, the weight of loneliness she so often carried seemed to dissipate in the glow of Draco’s smile, the comfort of his presence grounding her in a way she hadn’t realised she needed.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtMM7Xg6biR
‘I'm glad I make you feel that way,’ he whispered, the words leaving his lips in a soft, almost awed tone. As he spoke, his hand moved gently down her cheek, his touch lingering in a gesture that was both comforting and intimate.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxvlvooYBvO
Luna’s brow furrowed as she regarded Draco, curiosity and a hint of uncertainty reflected in her eyes. ‘What are you doing?’ she asked softly, her voice tinged with confusion. Draco, undeterred by her questioning gaze, brought his hand to her face and let his fingers trace gently over her features. He moved his fingertips delicately across her eyelids, then down the bridge of her nose, over her lips and finally along the curve of her chin.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡThfN1KjTJy
He looked into her eyes again, his gaze lingering with a depth of emotion that rendered words almost unnecessary. ‘Memorising you,’ he whispered softly, his tone filled with quiet reverence. As he spoke, his fingers traced gently over her parted lips, the touch light and deliberate, as if he wished to commit every detail to memory. The gesture was both intimate and contemplative, reflecting his desire to hold onto this moment and the unique person before him.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcbumOseL7T
Luna's brow furrowed in confusion as she regarded Draco, her hesitation evident in her expression. ‘Why?’ she asked quietly, her tone soft but tinged with puzzlement. ‘I’m not going anywhere.’ As she spoke, she reached up and gently caught his hand—the same hand that had been stirring a whirlwind of emotions within her.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4YiR6Z6mRP
Draco met Luna’s gaze, his expression earnest and quietly intense. ‘I know... but I want this moment etched into my mind until I die,’ he replied, his voice low and filled with conviction. As he spoke, he gently entwined his fingers with hers, lifting her hand and pressed a tender kiss to the back of her fingers, his touch soft. The unexpected affection left Luna momentarily speechless, her heart pounding as she felt the genuineness behind his actions.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDOFZOeoNGv
Luna’s heart hammered in her chest as she suddenly blurted out, ‘I love you,’ the words escaping her lips before she could stop them. Overcome with emotion, she squeezed her eyes shut, anxiety flooding her as she feared she had made a mistake. The silence that followed was heavy, and for a moment, she worried she had said the wrong thing, especially when Draco froze in response, his body going still as he processed her confession.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4tcjHojiqn
He stared at her, momentarily stunned, his eyes widening in surprise. Slowly, a radiant smile broke across his face, lighting up his features and dispelling any doubt that lingered between them. Without hesitation, he leaned in closer, his expression softening. ‘I love you too,’ he whispered, his words gentle yet filled with conviction. Closing the distance between them, he pressed his lips to hers in a sweet, tender kiss, sealing their shared feelings in a moment that felt both delicate and profound.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcziwVHfbmH
He pulled back, his eyes never leaving hers, and she gazed up at him with a puzzled expression. ‘Since when?’ she asked softly, her confusion evident in the furrow of her brow. ‘Why would you love someone like me?’ Her voice was tinged with shyness, uncertainty flickering in her eyes as she searched his face.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXHrK8NNXuS
He smiled, the gesture gentle and warm, clearly finding her shyness both charming and endearing. His eyes never left hers as he answered her question with quiet conviction, ‘For a while now and because you are beautiful and unique.’105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmoKtoIOvTN
Leaning in, he pressed another short, tender kiss to her lips. The intimacy of the moment reinforced the connection they shared, his actions conveying everything words could not. For Luna, his response and gentle touch provided the reassurance she needed, allowing her to feel truly seen and cherished.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡc9if6mqTUp
She pulled away and looked at him, searching his face for any sign of deceit. The sincerity she found in his eyes surprised her, and she felt a tentative sense of hope begin to blossom within her. ‘Unique?’ she echoed, her voice soft with curiosity as she raised her eyebrows in gentle challenge, wanting to understand what he truly meant by the word.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1kjmSUMpxB
He smiled, his expression warm, and met her gaze without hesitation. ‘You are so different from any girl I have met,’ he murmured, his tone filled with gentle admiration. ‘And I find your loony façade rather attractive.’ There was a playful glint in his eyes as he continued, ‘I would happily fight off an army of Nargles or whatever for you.’ The humour in his words made her laugh, the sound light and genuine, easing the last traces of uncertainty between them.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡC0eJJat39c
‘How did you know it was a façade?’ she asked, her earlier amusement giving way to a flicker of confusion. Luna's gaze lingered on Draco, searching his face for answers, the vulnerability in her question betraying how deeply she wished to be understood.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ15dYIZVLy1
Draco met Luna’s gaze, his expression thoughtful as he explained the moment everything changed for him. ‘I realised it at dinner one night about a month back,’ he began, his voice calm yet earnest. He recalled how Luna had been sitting quietly, her eyes unfocused as she stared into space. But instead of her usual dreamy look, he had noticed a deep frown etched across her features. ‘That was the first time I had ever seen you frowning because you usually just stare into space with a dreamy expression on your face,’ Draco continued, his words gentle but filled with concern. He had sensed something was bothering her, something that had clearly been weighing on her mind for some time. As he spoke, Luna’s eyes widened in surprise, moved by how closely he had observed her and how deeply he cared about her well-being.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmvHoUaYY2I
Luna found herself unable to speak, overwhelmed by emotion and astonishment that Draco had noticed so much about her. The depth of his understanding surpassed even that of her closest friends, leaving her momentarily breathless with surprise and gratitude. Moved beyond words, she reached out and wrapped her arms gently around his neck, drawing him down towards her. Their lips met in a kiss, through which Luna sought to convey all that she was feeling—her affection, vulnerability, and joy—without needing to utter a single word.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoygMKTiMJe
Draco responded in kind, his arms encircling Luna’s back in a protective embrace. The gesture was both gentle and reassuring, conveying his desire to offer comfort and security. With careful strength, Draco shifted their positions, guiding Luna so that he was seated, and she found herself straddling his lap. The closeness between them grew, their bodies and hearts drawn together in a way that spoke of deep mutual affection and understanding.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXNVmW83BZ9
The kiss they shared in that intimate moment was intense and passionate, charged with emotion and sincerity. It marked a turning point in their relationship—a moment so powerful that its significance would linger with them both, changing the course of their lives.105Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡl8FfQAEFlo
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