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It was common knowledge that Draco Malfoy's heart was made of the blackest stone. Or perhaps ice. Frozen solid and frostbitten and shriveled from decades of disuse. And this was no fairy tale. Luna Lovegood had not warmed that frozen little heart of his, nurtured it with her loony brand of love until it had suddenly grown three sizes, springing forth from his chest in a shower of bloody rainbows and unicorns and puppies.

He was still a prat. Would always be a prat.

But she'd come to him that night, tears in her eyes, and she'd planted the seed. Over the weeks it had grown in his mind, ugly and untamed, like a weed, until it was practically all he could think about.

That bastard. How dare he?

He hadn't sought out the redhead twat. Not intentionally. But when he'd seen him, something in Draco snapped and he found himself striding across the grass, closing the distance fast, and at the last moment, drawing his fist back to strike.

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Malfoy's next blow hit him square in the shoulder, a great deal less force behind it than the one that had nearly blinded him at the start of their fight. But instead of swinging wildly again, he moved backwards out of Malfoy's reach.

"Tears? What are you talking about?" he managed, trying to catch his breath.

Taking another wobbling step back, Draco barked out a laugh and said, "It's impressive how clueless you are. Really. Takes a rare kind of talent."

He sniffed, drawing the back of his hand across his face, blood smearing along the way.

"You might think she's being made a fool of-- that she's wasted over a year of her life, but next time you broach the subject? Try and use a little more tact. If that's even possible, for you."

"Oh, come off it. That didn't happen," Ron replied, wiping at his own face, and wincing when he grazed the already bruised skin near his eye. Malfoy wasn't above lying and saying something like that just to get a reaction, though.. there was something that made Ron suspect that might not have been the case. Or maybe he just wanted to be sure Malfoy wasn't telling the truth.

"...it didn't. Did it?"