Timeloop

[of_badfaith]

It happened so quickly. The blink of an eye, it couldn't have been anything but magic. When he closed his eyes, he was sitting in the sun, the ocean stretched out ahead of him. When he opened them, he was in a dimly lit room, vast and chilled, a warmthless fire flickering in a grey stone hearth to his left. He sat regally in a wingback chair, plush

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[dreamily_luna]

"Nobody's here," Luna says to the dark. Her voice is wobbly and tired. Oh, how she'd thought she could handle this again, with the knowledge that she knew how it ended. The boys would appear, and they would take her and Mr. Ollivander away.

She hadn't remembered how much the shackles hurt her wrists.

Mr. Ollivander sighs and turns over. There's others here too, but the world is spinning too fast to be sure.

[of_badfaith]

Unsurprisingly, he hadn't been knocking. After three taps of his wand, the door swung open, creaking on it's rusty hinges, and Draco blinked into the dark.

"Lumos," he muttered, following the glow at the tip of his wand until he found a head of blond hair, an the small, cowering body it was attached to.

"We're leaving," he told her, releasing the chains on her wrists with another flick of his wand, right as all the commotion started upstairs. They'd be coming down, soon, with Potter and Weasley in tow. "Dammit," he muttered frustratedly, "We have to go. Now."

[dreamily_luna]

Luna startles, and even pulls away a moment, unsure of who it could be and then she smells him, so very different from soil and despair, which is what it smells like in the cellar. "There are others," she starts to say, but as she stands up, it becomes clear that her legs have gone numb.

She collapses like a ragdoll at his feet.

[of_badfaith]

"Forget the others, we have to go now," Draco hissed, hooking a hand under her arm and hauling her to her feet, but there was shouting at the top of the stairs. Weasley, that idiot, shrieking all the way down, "HERMIONE!HERMIONE!" echoing off the stone walls.

There was a growl at the base of the stairs, Greyback looming in the doorframe, his teeth bared. "What's going on here?" he snarled, his wand raised and a curse on his lips, and Draco had time to lift his own wand, point it at the werewolf when the world dissolved into white.

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He rose from his chair immediately, walked through script of the night that he had memorized by now, but this time, after shoving Greyback's minions out into the garden, he waited. He listened for the shouting, listened for it to disappear down the cellar stairs, then waited for Greyback to emerge from the cellar and return to the drawing room.

This time, when he opened the door with a tap of his wand, there were already voices in the dark. Striding into the room, Draco cast a quick Lumos spell and