To and From

Gloom and Doom

Alright... so I get better at writing (I hope) the further into the story. I started out haven barely read any fanfic but now that I know a bit more and hopefully I've gotten better. Please just read... I get better... I hope

Luna's POV

The cloak gilded along the floor as if it was floating. I raced to the door at the end of the hallway. "Dear Merlin please let it be unlocked!" I said. I turned to see a key hanging from the door. The creature behind me cried as I touched the key and I jumped to grab my wand, only to find it's not there. "Nargles! Those stealing beasts!" I exclaimed. The creature pulled back its hood to reveal a dementor. It makes no sense! I thought. I could have sworn I heard foot steps! I turned back to the door to see the key missing. I heard the keys jangling behind me. As I turned I saw Neville standing there.

"Looking for these?" He said. Jangling them above me and teasing me pulling them higher each time I tried to grab them.

"She's yours buddy! Do your worst!" He said walking away swinging the keys. The dementor slowly inched forwards taking it's time. It felt an eternity until it reached me.

"Get it over with!" I yelled knowing it couldn't understand me. The second I said that i could feel the happiness leaving my body. It didn't hurt as much as I thought it would. What hurt was the fact that Neville would betray me. My friend. One of my most trusted friends. Worst of all my crush. The person I had talked to when i felt down. The person who came to tell me his feelings during the Battle Of Hogwarts incase we both died that day. He had betrayed me. He had broke the trust.

I could no longer stand. I had lost my strength. The dementor started performing the kiss when someone came bursting through the door (which had somehow appeared. We're all wizards... go figure). I looked up with all my strength and my heart stopped when I saw Neville pulling me away from the dementor. I'm so confused...

"Someone wants to see you" Neville said. I realized how tired he sounded. He dragged me into a dark room with a long table and several chairs filled with people in masks. Deatheaters! I think. I thought all of them had been killed... Neville throws me onto the table as if i'm a doll.

"I thought you would have been happier to see me..." A familiar voice says. I look up and nearly pass out from what I see. The dark lord is sitting at the end of the table staring at me. Next to me are: Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Ginny Weasley, and Draco Malfoy.

"Friends! Before us stand Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Ginny Weasley, Draco Malfoy, and Luna Lovegood. You make know them as The Boy Who Lived, The Girl Who Knew, The Boy Who Doubted, The Girl Who Waited, The Boy Who Had No Choice, and The Girl Who Believed. We were lucky enough to gain one more follower." The crowd whispered as the Dark Lord spoke. "Neville Longbottom, or as you may know him As The Boy Who Could Have Been..." He sounded annoyed as he spoke.

"Blah, Blah, Blah!" Bellatrix said. I thought Molly had killed her! "How about we just kill them?" Whispers fell over the crowed. Most of them were whispers of agreements.

"Bellatrix is right!" She smirked as the Dark Lord said this. "We've waited to long. Stalled too much. Tortured them too much--o-or too little." He said as he looked at Bellatrix.

"Avada Kedavra!" He screamed. Harrys dead. He kept going I was the last one left. All of us had been to weak to move. Too tired to run. It was my turn to soon. "Avada Kedavra!" He screamed one more time.

I screamed and awoke.