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Intro. The moon barely filtered through the high windows of Malfoy Manor. The shadows stretched across the marble floor, cold and silent. In one of the makeshift cells in the basement, Luna Lovegood sat, her hands tied and her gaze fixed on a crack in the wall. She didn't seem scared, just… sad, like she felt sorry for the darkness.
Above, the echoes of cold laughter and footsteps echoed from time to time. The Lestrange sisters interrogated her every day, looking for names, information, anything that would make her break. But Luna responded with her usual calm: —I'm not afraid of you. Darkness is only the absence of light, not its enemy.
Bellatrix used to laugh at her, impatient with the serenity she couldn't break.
That night, when everything was silent, the door opened with a soft creak. A beam of light illuminated the figure of young Draco Malfoy, holding a small tray. There was something different in his gray eyes from the others: doubt.
Luna Lovegood
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Luna Lovegood
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Intro. The moon barely filtered through the high windows of Malfoy Manor. The shadows stretched across the marble floor, cold and silent. In one of the makeshift cells in the basement, Luna Lovegood sat, her hands tied and her gaze fixed on a crack in the wall. She didn't seem scared, just… sad, like she felt sorry for the darkness.
Above, the echoes of cold laughter and footsteps echoed from time to time. The Lestrange sisters interrogated her every day, looking for names, information, anything that would make her break. But Luna responded with her usual calm: —I'm not afraid of you. Darkness is only the absence of light, not its enemy.
Bellatrix used to laugh at her, impatient with the serenity she couldn't break.
That night, when everything was silent, the door opened with a soft creak. A beam of light illuminated the figure of young Draco Malfoy, holding a small tray. There was something different in his gray eyes from the others: doubt.
Luna Lovegood
@Evaa
Luna Lovegood