Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. JK Rowling does.

Author Note: This is very short but I don't care. I didn't write it for you, I wrote it for someone very special for Valentines Day. So nyeh. I promised I'd write him a Hermione/Viktor fanfiction, but I just can't seem to write that pairing, so he said not to worry about it. Later I got on the computer and this just came to mind. I think it's very sweet, and his opinion is the only one that matters. So nyeh.

Keep in mind it was very late when I wrote this and I'm very much in love. So nyeh.

Luna sighed softly as she watched the boy sitting under her favorite resting spot. She loved the way the sun glinted off his hair. True, she didn't know much about him, other than what her almost-friends claimed. Hermione had once slapped him and Harry was convinced he was no good. Ronald just straight out hated the boy and Ginny thought he was a "slimy git". Luna cocked her head to the left and considered lowering herself from the tree as the boy closed his eyes.

"You'll never get much accomplished like that." She said.

The boy jumped slightly and looked up at her.

"I don't want to get anything accomplished. I want to sit here and sulk. So go away." Luna pushed herself out of the tree and onto the ground.

"Why? You don't really want me to leave." She sat next to him.

"What? Of course I do."

"I hate to tell you this, Draco, but no you don't. It's written in your eyes. Granted, it's very small writing, but it's still there." Luna looked at him. "You're rather attractive, you know."

Draco stared at her. "Am I? I didn't know. You're very… Odd."

Luna nodded. "I know. Don't tell anyone, but I like it that way. No one is disappointed when I don't know who or what they're talking about, or when I start daydreaming. I daydream a lot. I can imagine I have friends in daydreams." She smiled slightly and Draco blinked.

"Imagine? Why? You've got Potter, and Weasel and Mudblood and Weasel's sister."

"No. They're not really friends. It's close, but I think my only real friend is Neville. You scare him, did you know that? But he tries to be braver. He's getting very good at it, really." She moved closer. "I think I like you, Draco." She said simply.

"Oh? Y-you… Why?" He stuttered. "That's not.. Liar."

"Nope. I don't lie. It's a promise I made to myself. Lying is one of the things I don't do." She shrugged and looked at a bush a few feet away. "I like that bush. It's got very pretty leaves, don't you think?"

"Um… Sure? But…" Draco looked at Luna like she was crazy.

"Draco, there's something I want to do. I won't do it, though, because it might be wrong." Luna turned her attention to him briefly, then turned back to the bush.

"What? If you want to do it, do it." He sat back against the tree again and shut his eyes.

"It'd be wrong, but very well." Draco felt her move closer.

"Luna?" He opened his eyes as she leaned in and kissed him.


"Um… " Draco leaned forward and kissed her lightly.

"Thank you."

"You're… Welcome?" Draco stared at Luna again. "You really are very odd."

"Thank you." Luna smiled and climbed back up the tree. "You're not so normal yourself."

Author Note: Not that it'll really matter with this fanfic, but if you liked it, would you review?