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Quidditch Lessons	By : dweek Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Luna Views: 75172 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/N- So this chapter is also smut free, but it sets everything up for thr holiday. I hope you enjoy it nonetheless!
Eclectic_Pet- You started out unsure if you would like my story, but now I feel like you are my bigest fan! he he he! Draco likes it to seem like he has a reason for every action he takes, and sometimes that reason is his own enjoyment. As for Ron, think he will realize that she has a bit of a crush on him now? I don't think Luna is so sure of that, but somehow that is bothering her less and less, I wonder why? The "uniform" will be showing up again in chapter 41, but I think it will be worth the wait!

Luna was in her room unpacking for the holiday when she heard her father calling up the stairs. “Luna, there is an owl for you!” he yelled before going back to making them lunch. She shrugged and went down to find out who had written her so soon after being home.
The owl was gone by the time she got down, but the green envelope with her name on it told her exactly who the letter was from. Her heart skipped a beat as she wondered why he was writing so soon. She opened it quickly and found that there was a card and a letter. She looked at the letter first.
Little Raven,
You did not think I would wish to be without my pet for a whole two weeks? How long do you need to spend with your father before he will let you come to me without suspicion? I have enclosed an invitation for both you and your father to the Malfoy Christmas Gala. You will be attending, you father may also come if he wishes.
You Master,
Draco Lucius Malfoy
Luna looked at the card and sure enough it is an invitation addressed to both my father and her for the Malfoy Christmas Gala. It was one of the events of the year in pureblood society and she knew her father had actually been wanting to see the Malfoy estate for years. Ever since there had been a sighting of a Snoralack in the lake of the Malfoy grounds.
“It seems the Malfoys have finally decided to invite us to the Christmas Gala this year.” Luna told her father and held out the invitation. “It must be all those letter you wrote Mr. Malfoy.” She continued with a smile.
“Well I did try and write Mrs Malfoy this year, maybe that is the trick of it.” He said and smiled at the invite.
“That must be it.” She told him with a smile. “Father, I was actually wondering if I could spend most of the holiday with some new friends of mine?” she asks trying to seem casual.
“Friends? Have you made a lot of new friends this year Luna dear?” he asked happily.
“Oh yes. I think joining the Quidditch team was a very smart idea.” She told him making it seem like the friends she wanted to spend time with were on the team.
“Well I don’t see why not. Do you still want to go to the Weasley’s for boxing day? I know you were looking forward to that.” he asked looking up form in card in his hand.
“Of course we already said we would go.” She said with a smile. “We can meet at the Gala and I can come back here for the night so we can go together the next afternoon.”
“Well if that makes you happy my dear, I don’t wish to stand in your way.” he told her and kissed the top of her head. “When are you leaving?” He asked with a frown.
“I will have to write my friend and ask when I can come over.” Luna said as she pulled out a piece of parchment.
Draco smiled as an owl he had never seen before flew in through the window and landed next to his plate. It would have to be from Luna. It took the letter and ignored his parents questioning looks so he could read it.
Master,
As long as I can go home with father after the Gala and have Boxing Day with the Weasleys my father has no problem with me spending the rest of my holiday with my new friends. When and where would you like you to join you?
~Little Raven
Draco licked his lips and read the note twice. The owl was waiting for a reply so he quickly scribbled the answer to her question and sent it on its way.
“What was that about Draco?” His mother asked looking up from her lunch curiously.
“I am having a friend spend the holidays with me here. She wanted to know when she could come over.” he told her as he took a bite of his own lunch.
“She?” His mother pressed curiously. “Are you and the Parkinson girl getting more serious?” She asked with obvious distaste.
“She is a gold digger son. You shouldn’t take her that seriously. She will spend you out of your inheritance before I have a chance to die.” His father put in.
“Oh I am not planning on marrying Pansy father. She is just a placeholder for when I find a woman worthy of the Malfoy name.”
“Well that is good to hear at least.” His mother sighed and tilted her head curiously. “So who have you invited to stay then?”
He glanced to her father and then smiled to his mother. “Her name is Luna, she is a sweet little pureblood that has a bit of a crush on me. I thought the holiday would give us a chance to get to know one another.”
“I see, well I can have a room ready for her in the east wing by tonight.” his mother told him with a smile. Draco nodded and glanced to his father again, he should talk to him about what his real plans were, but his mother was too innocent to be privy to such things.
“Thank you mother.” he said and turned his full attention to Lucius. “Father, after lunch I was hoping I could show you some of the hex work I have been doing at school.”
“I have have already put aside some time for us today.” The older man confirmed then went back to eating his lunch.
Once they were alone in his father study later that day it was Lucius that brought up the subject of Draco’s pet. “So who is this Luna girl?” he asked as he fingered the snake head of his cane.
“Honestly father, she is my pet.” Draco answered leaning back in the leather chair to get more comfortable. He put one of his legs up on the arm of the chair and sat causally.
Lucius sneered and looked over to his son. “Like the Parkinson girl?” He asked his obvious dislike for Pansy clear in his voice.
“No no.” Draco said putting his hands up. “Pansy plays my games sometimes because she wants your money father, but she is not made to be a pet. We both know that. No, I have actually bond Luna to be already, like Dancing Flower was bond to you.”
“I got rid of Dancing Flower when you were seven, what do you even know of that relationship?” His father sneered again.
“I know that when mother found out about her was the only time she has ever yelled at you, and I found the journals you had her keep. Does mother know you kept them I wonder?” Draco asks slyly.
Lucius narrowed his eyes at his son. “I see. What do you want from me then my boy?” Draco’s father asks in a low deadly tone.
“I wanted to know if I could use your personal dungeon over the holidays. I think it would be a good training space for my pet.” Draco asked with a smile.
Lucius waved his hand as if the request was nothing. “I hardly get to use it myself these days. Do not think I don’t know who really showed your those journals. Let your godfather know I am not pleased with him.”
Draco smiled innocently. “I have no idea what you are talking about father, but I will pass on the message.”
“So tell me before this pet of yours comes to my house, did you use the exact same binding that I did on Dancing Flower?” Lucius asked curiously.
Draco frowned unsure why he wished to know. “Yes father, it seemed the best choice for now, out of those I have access to anyway.”
His father just licked his lips and smiled. “Yes, it is a very good binding for a pet. So what is your pet’s real name?” Again the innocence in Lucius’ voice seemed suspicions.
“Little Raven, why?” Draco asked as he narrowed his eyes at his father.
“Just wondering, nothing more...” He answered with a shrug.
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