The Seventh Year

Over the Spring Holiday

Luna awoke with a start. She groggily rubbed her eyes and found Mr Olivander sitting in front of her, bruised like he'd been beaten badly.

"Oh my- sir," she hurried over to help him up. He groaned in pain as she propped him up against the wall. 

He stared blankly at the wall. Luna, unsure what to do, placed a hand on his shoulder. He stiffened, so she quickly withdrew and retreated to her bench. 

Water dripped down into the cellar, echoing loudly in the silence. After nearly an hour of listening to it, Mr Ollivander carefully made his way to the tiny chair and desk beside Luna. After easing into the seat, he exhaled deeply. She opened her mouth to speak, but the cellar door creaked open noisily. 

"Luna," Draco's voice resounded, "they want to see you again." She peered around the corner nervously and hesitantly followed him. 

Once the door was locked, he turned to her and whispered, "They're angry, I won't lie to you. I- I'm so sorry." He refused to look at her, but Luna could tell he meant no harm. 

She gently placed a hand on his shoulder, causing him to flinch. He looked up at her; his eyes were red and scared. She forced a soft smile and nodded to let him know she understood he had no choice. He looked back at the ground and pursed his lips. 

He escorted her up to the sitting room before deserting her in the room with Bellatrix. Luna watched as Bellatrix paced the room before sitting down to 

"Thank you, Draco," she sounded agitated. "Ms Lovegood, how... wonderful it is to see you again. Sit, won't you?" She patted the leather chair on her right.

Luna carefully made her way over and obeyed, taking a seat beside her. 

"Dear, let me get a closer look at you," Bellatrix said and aggressively pulled Luna in so her face was inches from hers. Her rotten and stained teeth showed as she smiled wickedly. "We have some... special... plans for you today. Cissy, come here!"

Draco's mother made her way into the room and stood before her sister. "Yes, Bella?"

"I know Draco's conflicted," she began, and her sister looked at the floor, ashamed, "but I need you to tell him I'm giving him the privilege of torturing blondie here. It's his spring holiday, so he might as well make it worthwhile." She pulled out her wand and fiddled with it while her sister left to fetch her son.

"Ma'am," Luna said politely, "I don't think he's conflicted. You see, he has no choice because his whole family is made up of Death Eaters and are close to He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named." Striking a nerve with Bellatrix, Luna flinched when she raised her wand.

"Do not speak like that to me!" Before she got the chance to curse Luna, Wormtail came running into the room. 

Sweaty and out of breath, he screamed, "They've found Potter! They've found the boy!" Bellatrix immediately lowered her wand and angrily turned to the stubby man.

"Are you sure?" she shouted. "If you're wrong, I'll get rid of you myself so the Dark Lord won't have to!"

"Yes," his voice cracked. "They're waiting at the gates for you." Her eyes entire manner changed, and she jumped with joy.

"We've got Potter! We've got Potter!" She crossly looked at Wormtail and said, "And why isn't she on her way back to the cellar already?" Clearly fearful, Wormtail ran over to Luna and dragged her back down to Mr Ollivander's company. 

He hastily locked the door, and Luna heard his footsteps recede up the stairs. "Back so soon?" Mr Ollivander's voice sounded from behind her. "I was glad to hear they weren't torturing you." Luna made her way over to the stone benches. She sat opposite of her new ally and gave a sad smile. 

"Yes, erm, Harry's turned up," she said sorrowfully. "I hope they manage to get out of the trouble they're in this time." Before Mr. Ollivander had the chance to respond, they heard fighting and Bellatrix screaming for people to get out.

"Sounds like someone's gone mad," Mr Ollivander grinned. Luna giggled and fell silent, listening to the commotion above.

"Put the boys in the cellar!" Bellatrix screeched. "I want to have a conversation with this one, girl to girl!"

"Hermione! No, don't touch her!" sounded Ron's voice. They heard as he struggled to protect her. When she heard footsteps nearing them, she got up and peered around the corner. The door opened, and Harry, Ron, and Dean Thomas were shoved inside. Wormtail immediately closed the door, and the lock clicked loudly.

Ron banged on the wood and screamed, "No! Hermione! Hermione!"

Luna stepped out from the shadows and said, "Harry? Ron?" Their heads swiveled around, and they stared in disbelief. 

"Luna?"

a/n: sorry this one's so short. i don't think there was much to be told after Harry, Ron, and Dean showed up because it's all described in the last book.