The Druna Law

Chapter Three- Luna

      Hello there! Third chapter, yay! Vote, comment, share! Pray that Trump is not a fucking idiot and does not destroy the environment. I mean, I liked him, but I want earth to live a long life, not just til some president decided to overrule science.
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After Draco leaves, we talk about how great it will be to see McGonagall and Hagrid again. Neville is excited to be taking Professor Sprout's additional class. Now that I really think about it, I can't really see what I saw in him that made me crush on him for so long. Maybe it was his desire for knowledge, and courage.

When the train stops, we exit and get on the thestrals for the ride. It is quite sad now that almost every student can see them. You can only see them if you have seen death, and after the war, rare is the soul who has innocent eyes.

We ride to the castle in silence, smiles frozen on our faces. When was the last time we had ridden these? It seems so long ago now.

The entrance hall fills with students rushing to get into the Great Hall. McGonagall calls for silence, and it meets her like a tidal wave. Soon, every conversation is ended.

  "Good evening, everyone," McGonagall calls. "Fall has come, and with it a new semester, a new batch of young witches and wizards to prove themselves.  But also, changes have come, this time after war. The students who missed last year have a chance to recover that knowledge!"
A little more talking and she gets out the Sorting Hat and sets it on the stool. It sings its song and then the professor calls out the first name.
"Asmond, Joseph." The boy stumbles onto the stool and raises his eyes to see the hat perched on his head.
"RAVENCLAW!" He carefully sets the hat down and walks to the cheering table.

"Battles, Evangeline!"................ "HUFFLEPUFF!"

"Benson, Charles!"...................... "GRYFFINDOR"

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"Vale, Athena!"............................... "RAVENCLAW!"

I smile as the last child sits at her table. Her parents must've been Ravenclaws themselves, to name a child after the Greek goddess of wisdom. The girl has straight black hair and perfect posture, sitting straight up. This one is not afraid.

I sit beside her for a second. "Hello, Athena," I tell her. "Have fun. Ravenclaw is the best," I whisper. She smiles at me. "I'm Luna. Head Girl. Come to me if you need something, okay? I'm always looking for someone to help."

I get up and head to my friends at the Gryffindor table. They look engaged in a heated conversation of some sort. I sit and pile shepherd's pie on my plate. They seem to be talking about who will be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor this year.

"What do you think, Luna?" Hermione asks, and I look up, mouth full of ground beef, potatoes and cheese.
They laugh. I chew as fast as I can and swallow.

"Sorry. I don't know. I guess we'll just have to see, won't we?" I say.
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After the feast, McGonagall asks the eighth years to remain seated. All of the others file out of the Great Hall. We sit there just looking around at each other.

We've all grown so much since that first day we came here, years ago. Eleven years old, we were sorted, thrilled to have a place to belong. So innocent...
Now we have witnessed so much.

"You must be wondering why I asked you all to remain seated. I will explain." She gazes at us, perhaps reminiscing, as I was. "The Ministry has decided the wizard population is dangerously low and we must do something about it. They implemented a new law. It is called The Marriage Law. Eighth-year students will be sorted and paired with their partner, whom they will marry in a year's time. In two years, it is said that you must have a child. I know this is shocking, and will break up relationships, but it is the law, so we must follow it. The sorting will happen tomorrow, after dinner." She pauses. "I need Miss Lovegood and Mr. Malfoy to follow me to my office, please. The rest of you, to your dormitories. Off you go."

Wait- Draco is the Head Boy?

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