Secrets Behind Nargles *DISCONTINUED*

Prolouge

"Luna! No! Don't make the deal. You don't know what you're doing," said a frail looking man with shoulder length, thin, blonde hair.

"You're right," cried a small girl, with a blonde braid, who was called Luna, "I don't know what I'm doing! But I don't care. If it means saving you I will do it. They already took mum and I don't want to lose you to. Who would I stay with, even? Considering I make it out alive."

"The Weasely's. They have a girl your age. And they live just over the hill. You'll stay with them. Now quickly. We need a plan to get you out." Said the man.

"No father!" Luna yelled. "I'm doing it. You can't stop me. You won't even know it happened. I'll make them obliviate you."

"No. Luna, I forbid it. Now hide I hear them coming," Luna's father said.

"You hide," Luna said pushing her father in a corner.

Two large, bulky men walked through the dungeon door. One was shorter by at least a foot, and had a long dark ponytail. He was wearing a long cloak that Luna thought to be black. The other man was tall, but still broad. He had long blonde hair and was wearing the same robes as his mate. Both their faces were concealed by masks.