cloud walker • druna

Chapter Twenty One

"I don't go looking for trouble, trouble finds me!"

~Harry Potter~

It was a sunny day in the home like figure of Hogwarts, and Luna was done in her class. She was getting the hang of teaching, it wasn't that bad, anyway. She was starting to love the children around her. She liked how the students appreciated her and admired her, and she also liked it when they talk to her. She wasn't feeling very lonely at all.

Students would often talk to her about their crushes, and their fondness of Mr. Potter, and the Wizarding War.
Luna couldn't help but smile at the youngster's curiosity.

 
"You know, when I first met Harry, he wasn't this hero figure, he was this scrawny awkward, friendly Gryffindor, kid ..., I never knew what he was capable of, but I always did believe in him." Luna once told a young Gryffindor.

Luna seemed to love Hogwarts again, and she swear that it would be hard to leave it behind.

Meanwhile, Draco wasn't quite enjoying his stay. He was bombarded with speculations, saying he will be the next dark lord, and that by night he would slither through the dark corridors, lurking, finding his next victim and turn them into death eaters.

Frankly, he hated it.

How come they would talk and think like that?
He was trying his very best to be nice, but they hadn't given him the reason to.

All of the thoughts and whereabouts were discussed when dinner came. Everyone was in the Great Hall and so was Harry, Ginny, Hermione, Ron, Neville, Luna and Draco sat at the table, that was provided for them.

Chattering, and laughter was heard throughout the hall, and Harry was the first to came up with a conversation to the group.

"So, how was your day, guys?" Harry asked, before biting his piece of meat.

"The Ravenclaws are very respectful and participative," Hermione spoke.

Ron nodded, "And so are the Hufflepuffs," he said, before shoving another spoonful of pudding.

Meanwhile, Luna had lost contact with the conversation because Draco leaned close to her, and whispered, "Hogsmead Trip, will be 2 days from now, you wanna come with me?"

Luna smiled, "Sure, why not?"

Draco sighed in relief, "I feared you would say no,"

Luna laughed, "You worry too much."

Draco cleared his throat, "I was meaning to, uhm, take you ..... Alone, you know, er, —you and me," he stammered.

Luna's eyes grew wide.

This was a date, right?

Maybe not,

"It's alright with me if don't want to," Draco said, casually.

But Luna shook her head, "Draco, I already said yes, and besides, there's nothing wrong with that." She assured.

"So you'll come with me?" Draco asked, surprised at her answer.

"Of course," Luna replied, "I would hate to say no," she added.

Draco couldn't help himself but smile. "Gee, er, uhm, thanks, Luna," he said, awkwardly.

Luna smiled at him, before continuing to eat.
But she couldn't help herself from thinking,

Was he asking her on a date?

"Do you believe in Nargles, Mr. Malfoy?" A Ravenclaw student asked.

Draco was always annoyed by children and their immature beliefs. But he was in another day of teaching, and that means, he should never disappoint curious students such as this.

But who the heck would believe in these myths?

"I don't," Draco replied, flatly.

The eyes of the Ravenclaw student bulged like a balloon being blown, "How come?" He asked.

Draco rolled his eyes, "Kid, when you're older, you'll realise that there are far more important things to understand and believe, rather than Nargles," he said.

The student looked disappointed and not convinced by his answer. But Draco didn't care, he continued to talk about the lesson even if there were about thirty eyes darting dangerously at him.

Once the class was done, students started to empty the room, and Draco sat on his desk, reading The Daily Prophet, when a student walked pass him with a very nasty comment,

"I heard he was a Death Eater, a servant to the Dark Lord!" A student whispered  harshly to another student, as they walked pass Draco's desk.

Draco's eyes couldn't help but widen in surprised at the gossip. It made him sneer and mad, but he breathed in and out, calming himself.

I wish they knew the reason why,

AN: so Draco is not enjoying his stay in Hogwarts, and he has yo deal with the gossip too!😢
Ooh, but will he conquer he's emotions?😕