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He took in a deep breath of the cooler night air and felt immediately better for it. Lighter, even with her there at his side, when normally, he would insist that her very presence was murder on his tightly coiled nerves.

Snatching the mask from her hands, he tossed it into the bushes with a flick of his wrist, then after a moment of hesitation, he closed his hand around he wrist and led her toward the path. He wasn't the type to hold hands, even with someone other than Loony Lovegood, and if anyone suggested that holding her wrist was a close substitute, he'd be sure to gouge their eyes out with his otherwise useless wand.

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[of-badfaith.livejournal.com]

She was too good. Too good for him. For this. He knew it, deep down. There were a lot of things he knew, so deep down that he could hardly admit to them, even to himself.

In that same buried place inside himself, he didn't want to hurt her. He'd done too many things in his life -- duties to a family and a dark lord who wasn't worth serving -- that he wasn't proud of.

"This can't end well. You do realize that, don't you?"

[dreamily-luna.livejournal.com]

"Not everything has to end well to be worth the time," she answers. "Besides, I really don't think things have gone that well for me in general, so I'm not sure if it would be a big change." She takes a brave step forward.

[of-badfaith.livejournal.com]

What a pathetic admission that was. But instead of disgust, he felt an unfamiliar and inexplicable pang of sadness. He never thought he'd ever feel anything close to kinship with someone like Luna Lovegood, but no matter how different their circumstances might have been, they were both irreparably twisted by their lots in life.

How poetic.

"Well, I'm not sure if you've noticed, but it is a rather large change for me."

[dreamily-luna.livejournal.com]

Luna smiles, her real smile and not the kind that's so easily used as a disguise. "I've noticed," she says simply, and stays there, just inside his space, waiting to see what he'll do.

"I like how things were," she says. "I'd like to do that again. Before this stupid-- thing that happened."

[of-badfaith.livejournal.com]

"I'd be perfectly happy to obliviate that from my memory," he agreed stiffly, "We'll never speak of it again. How's that?"

What a relief that would be. He didn't even have any desire to use it against her. How strange.

[dreamily-luna.livejournal.com]

"That would be wonderful," Luna says, relieved. She tucks her hair behind one of her ears, and rocks back and forth on the balls of her feet. Looking up, she says, "A lovely night," and then continues past him on the path.