Draco had had it easy, a dark mark and a few crucio’s? That was to be expected as the prisoner of Lord Voldemort. Luna endured the torture every few days and every few days Draco would watch over her, healing the little witch again and again until the last petal had been used. The Death Eaters were not clever beings, they assumed Luna’s magic was the cause for her forever healing skin - the completed soulbond. Thankfully, they never came searching in his cell, although they would have found nothing. Whenever someone entered, Shadow took the rose and flew up into the utmost crevice, slotting himself between stones inconspicuously until the threat had passed.