They had each other - Druna one shot!

They had each other

Okay I am not very good in writing, in fact this is one of my first complete one shot gahhhh.
I dont remember much from HP, but I do hope this entertains anyone reading.

I was wondering to use this part as a part of another bigger story - or just remain it as one shot.

ALL CHARACTERS BELONG TO JK ROWLING! I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THEM!

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Rolf Schamander sat on the bed, immediately grasping Luna's hand. He could feel the tension as his skin met hers, her forehead started to produce little beads of sweat.

"Please..please..help me..anyone!" she muttered frantically, eyes still closed.

That's right. She could not wake up. Not until someone helped her to. But that person could not be anyone.

"Talk to her Mr.Schamander. If she deeply cared about you, she could hear you and respond," Dumbledore said rather desperately.

Rolf tensed and spoke softly as he lowered his body, his face very close to hers.

"Luna...can you hear me?"

Luna didn't respond – instead she kept on flinching and moving her head side to side, calling out for help. She looked like she is in so much pain – mentally rather than physically. Her body may be there in the flesh, but Luna's soul is somewhere else. Part of her soul is trapped in a tunnel – a dark tunnel with flickering lights, cold and alone.

Luna trembled from the coldness, and the fear made everything from the stomach rose to the bile of her throat. She sobbed, wobbling weakly towards...nowhere. Where's the end of the tunnel? Will there be any light? It'll be about time before the dementors suck the life out of her.

She then plopped to the ground – her fear made her too weak, and she sobbed even more. Tears were flowing from here eyes – how she wish her mother was here to comfort her. How she wish he was here...

"HELP! Please somebody help me!" she screamed her lungs out.

No answer.

Is this how I die? Alone, without the birds singing, without inventing a device that could see Nargles, without my friends, the person I love...

Meanwhile at the other realm, Luna's scream startled everyone, and Rolf shook her a little bit harshly in hopes she could hear him.

"Luna..Luna..can you hear me?! Please come back..don't give up!" he implored.

"Not too hard, Rolf, you might hurt her..." Dumbledore said gently.

Rolf loosened his grip, but he is still frantic. Neville meanwhile came over to the other side of the bed, and gently placed his hands in Luna's other one.

"Hey Luna, it's me Neville, can you hear me?"
Luna kept on whimpering, unbeknownst to her that the two teenage boys who were fond of her tried to bring her back to the real world.

"Luna..please," Neville tried once more, tears were starting to fill his eyes.

And this all could mean one thing – while both of them fell for her, she didn't have feelings for either of them. Their hearts felt like it was shattered into pieces, knowing the answer that was painful to bear.

The golden trio stood behind, feeling bad for both of them. If it isn't either of those two, then it would be...

"Go get Draco," Dumbledore ordered.

Reluctantly, Harry casted, "Accio Draco Malfoy."

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