Ravenclaw and a Slytherin

The Battle of Hogwarts

"Draco come forward and join us." My father pushes me forward and my mother nodded, scared. I walk forward and the dark lord hugs me. Then my eyes look to find hers and I'm mad that she is no where to be seen. My  worst fear arises. Was if She was dead?

And indeed she was in the hospital with the others dead and wounded. I look at Potter in Hagrid's arms and sigh. Who should defeat him if he was dead now? But then I see something...something unbelievable. His finger twitches. Excitement grips me, obliterating my fear for you for a moment. I slip my hand under my shirt and grip the borrowed wand. But I cannot fight with this. You might not have seen it, but I can be better at duelling. Much better. I look at my father and know he uses my wand as he has none of his own. I grin evilly, edge behind him while the Dark Lord talks and exchange the wands. Warmth suffuses me and I feel great again. I feel as if I could beat anyone. Neville steps forward to speak and I flash a smile at him, mouthing
"Harry lives"Then he speaks. I slowly edge away from my parents and towards Hagrid. I cast a protective spell between Neville and Voldemort...just in case.

Just as I am at his side, Harry stirs. "I'll cover you, Potter...you have to run if you want to make it..." I whisper.   I look at him, then at my parents as I change sides again. My mother looks proud, my father angry. 
"Where's Luna?" I demand.
"I...in the hospital wing!" I pale "Is she...alive?"
"I...I don't know..." Someone stammers. I growl and push through the people, desperate to see you before I continue fighting. I rush to the wing. I burst through the door, scanning the room for her white-blonde hair.
"Where is Luna?" I ask
"Mr. Malfoy not now..." The nurse said. 
"But I need to know!"
"She is badly hurt!"
"But is she alive?! Will she make it?"
"We don't know"
My heart stops beating for a moment "May I see her? Please?"
They look at each other. Then they sigh and nod. I stop when I see her.
"Oh shit..." I whisper.
Her hair lay sprawled around her, bloody a bit- obvious to a blow to the back of her head. A lip cut meaning she had been hit in the face. Her arm was in a sling and her eyes closed. Very slowly, I walk towards her and kneel down beside her bed, taking her hand. I shiver
"Please, Luna...you have to come back to me..."
"She's not dead yet"
"But why does she not wake up?" I am close to a breakdown
"We have her under sleep"
"Oh..." I look at Lunas face and gently brush away a strand of hair. I pull the blanket higher up to her chin and tuck her hands underneath it. Then I place a light kiss on lunas lips. Then I leave to fight.