Theo brushed the hair from Luna's face, curling it behind her ear gently. The room suddenly felt too small, watching them together made the invisible string inside her ache for Draco, for him to be there with her, to be wrapped in his arms where she had always belonged. The realisation was not surprising. Ever since New Year's Eve she had dropped all inhibitions and given in to the problematic situation of her falling for Draco Malfoy. Even if he did not share the sentiment, she hoped Theo was right - that he would choose her too. For she knew she would choose him in this lifetime and the next, that she would search every plain, every world until she found him again for now and forever. He was her Soulbond, her other half and she would yearn for him her entire mortal life.