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Racheya · 04-28-2007, 10:43 PM

This is the sequel to Luna Moore: Murderer? -Sa16+ hope people enjoy it as much as they did Murderer?

Luna Moore- Wanted

Prisoner 4566

It was on a bright summer’s day that a teenage girl had jumped out of an upstairs window of an innocent looking house.
A 15 year old girl with long brown hair and beautiful pale white skin had leapt out of the bedroom window to plummet down to the hard concrete ground.
Unnoticed was the tall, muscular man that was stood staring out of the glassless window from which the teenager had thrown herself through.
A cold smile flickered across his face as he looked down at the pile of black material that hid his crushed daughter.

Luna Moore had never been the same since that moment three years ago when she had taken the leap of faith. Her father Liraes Moore was a twisted man. He had sick pleasure in torturing his oldest daughter Luna and letting her younger sister Racheya watch him do it all, unable to help. At the age of 15, Luna ran away from her home. Away from her sister, her friends, but most importantly, her father.

Now an 18 year old shadow of the innocent little girl sat curled in the corner of a dark cell in Azkaban. Her waist length, red brown hair tangled and matted into one huge clump, her skin was so white; it was almost transparent and her once sparking eyes were dull and unfocused.
Luna sat in the corner of her cell, her chin resting against her knees in a foetal position. She had been here before, she was used to the experience that Azkaban gave a person, only this time it didn’t look like she would be getting released any time soon.

A year earlier Luna had been in Azkaban accused of the murder of her father. It had been 2 years since she was first sentenced there. The memories of the guard’s cruel face as he dragged her from her trial to be sent on a one way trip to the darkest place on the earth, at the age of 16, haunted her. She had claimed she was innocent, her friends believed it and her good friend Rodinth who had taken care of her when she first ran away had even faked evidence to get her out the first time, but there wouldn’t be much chance of him doing it this time. Luna herself had secured this place in Azkaban. If she hadn’t sent the letters to the ministry last year, she would never have been sent for a second time.

It had confused the ministry as well as Luna as to why she had sent the letters. If she had shut up and not mentioned it, she would have stayed free, possibly for the rest of her life if she had not sent the letters. The ministry were baffled, this was not the ordinary behaviour of a criminal, once they were free they didn’t have any intention of going back, but for Luna, she was completely different. It was almost as if she wanted to be put back in Azkaban, Luna denied it but the mystery still confused them.
She had sent letters to the ministry that took them around the world and back to find the true evidence that she was guilty of killing her father.

Luna shivered as a dementor passed her cell. She was plunged into the dark memories of her last few moments at school. Luna had been a seventh year at Hogwarts, captain of Slytherin quidditch team, Slytherin champion of the inter-house tournament and she had many friends who all stood by her innocence. But the ministry came to Hogwarts and arrested her in front of hundreds of students, among them her friends, people who respected her, and appalled professors.

Luna’s neck ached as one of the officials dug his elbow into the nape of her neck and pinned her down to the floor. A tip of a wand was pressed into her neck and her arms were wrenched away from her and spread out across the hard, stone floor of the great hall. There was a snapping sound and Luna felt the chill of cold metal circling her wrists. She tried to lift her head to look but the man simply pushed her face into the stone.
From the confused chattering of the students circling her Luna heard a voice pierce the noise.
“Luna Moore.” The crowd turned silent as one of the ministry officials spoke above the noise. “You are under arrest, for the murder of Liraes Moore.”

There were gasps of shock, horror and disbeleif. Luna could have sworn she heard the sound of crying but it was hard to tell through the shouting of the crowd.
There were the jeers of the pupils who had hated her ever since they knew her, or didn't even know her, just that she was a murderer.
"She should be locked up!"
"I can't believe she has been captain of the quidditch team."
"I've been having lessons in the same room as a murderer?"
These words were simply white noise to Luna, she had been called a lot worse before. What really hurt was that she could hear her friends pleading with the officials.
"Please, I've known her for years, she couldn't do such a thing."
"She told me she was innocent, its a mistake."
"Luna wouldn't lie to us like that, she is my friend!"
But the sad truth was that she had lied to them. She had lied to everyone. Her friends, teachers, the ministry, everyone. She had even almost convinced herself that she had not done it, but even when she was at the close moment of acceptance something would bring a pang in her stomach, a voice in her head or just a twitch in her arm. They would all remind her and never let her forget the truth.

Now she was prisoner 4566 again. Locked up in Azkaban again. For the murder of Liraes Moore. Again.

Chapter List

01. Prisoner 4566
02. Fate and Destiny
03. Breaking Free. Again.
04. Freedom and a farmer
05. Phonecall
06. Home Sweet Home
07. Connections
08. Mrs Draken
09. Moving On
10. Rage
11. Finding Racheya
12. The Death of a Traitor
13. Separate Ways
14. Won't Go
15. Bloodbath
16. Teardrop
17. A little help
18. The Specialist
19. Sleep
20. Already Over
21. Imperius Me
22. One Day
23. Crompton Lodges
24. Hush Hush
25. Preparations
26. The Meeting
27. Hostage Situation
28. Association
29. Agent Eliza
30. Fine Print
31. Red Rock
32. Monologue
33. Bully
34. James
35. Blonde
36. Are we there yet
37. High
38. Scrubber
39. Mass Murder
40. One Step Ahead

miss weasley · 04-30-2007, 05:45 PM

Okay,I.Am.In.Love.Again!!
I think I am becoming a Fan of Luna!!! Hee-hee!!!
And a Fan of your FanFic's!!!!

Godric Potter · 04-30-2007, 10:38 PM

yeaaaaaaaa
a new story
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Racheya · 05-01-2007, 06:00 AM

*giggles* Thank you everyone.
These first chapters are basically telling what happened before but we finally find out what happened when Luna met her father

Fate and Destiny

The dementors opened up the door of Luna Moore's cell to change the food in her food bowl. She had not eaten in 3 days, instead she was shivering in the corner of her cell. She was used to the atmosphere of Azkaban but despite her experience, there was nothing she could do to shield herself from the terrifying powers that the dementors held over her.
Luna's head ached numbly as the dementors exited her cell. Their constant presence had literally given her a headache.

Everyone she knew would come visit her in a hallucination now and again. It was usually her younger sister Racheya and her father who popped up most often. But Rodinth the sympathetic son of a dragon tamer and Eliza the crazy one who had also grown to become what Luna considered as a best friend would sometimes show up in her mind. She couldn't help wondering what Eliza thought of her. Eliza had told her that she would be her friend no matter what, but in practice, Luna had found that friendships went out of the window whenever it suits them.

Luna sighed and looked through the bars of her cell wondering if she would ever see them again. She would even love to see the projection of Lou. He had almost tried to kill her and he was even just a part of her own mind, projected out into reality but he had been at least real and human enough to her and right now, she wanted a human to talk to.

One of the things that tormented her most was wondering if she would ever see Racheya again. Luna had spent half her life trying to protect Racheya and at the same time protect herself from her father's tyranny and had failed miserably at both. Luna hoped that Racheya didn't know what she had become. A murderer, a liar... did the girl know that her own flesh and blood was locked up in Azkaban for the murder of her own dad? It was likely, Luna thought. When she had first killed Liraes Moore there had been a lot of publicity over it and now she had been arrested it was an even bigger scandal than before. 'Murderer let loose for a year' beats '16 year old murderer' any day.

Luna punched one of the cell bars. It hurt like hell and her hand was throbbing but she didn't care, it stopped her thinking about Racheya for a little while. Instead she thought about her father. He was a truly evil man and deserved to die. An ex-death eater, he had been a murderer himself and after a time in Azkaban. He was let out and free to torture Luna in private. It was the ministry's fault, not hers, that he died. If they had not let him out or at least checked in on him once every year or so, she would not have been driven to kill him.

One spell was all it took. She had arrived at his doorstep in the middle of the night to confront him. She curled up and began to shiver as the scene played back in her mind.

"Hello Father." She whispered her knuckles almost white as she gripped her wand tightly.
"Luna." he replied, slightly shocked but his surprise as always, turned to rage.
"WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN??!" He bellowed grabbing hold of her dirty jumper and dragging her into the house.
They stood in the hallway and he let go of her.
"So. Where HAVE you been?" he asked looking up and down at her as if trying to recognise someone who had gone missing a long, long time ago.
"I hate you." Luna whispered. This was the first time she had ever told him that face to face. She had cried it out into the cold night, she had written it down in secret diaries hundreds of times and mumbled it under her breath as she was thrown out of the house or locked in the airing cupboard. But she had never outright said it to his face in all her 16 years of being alive.
He was slightly stunned again but returned to his usual gruff self. "I knew you would come crawling back." he spat.
"I'm not here to come home. I'm here to do something." Luna spoke quietly. She was still uncertain what to do, but the plan had started to form in her head as if the seeds of an idea had been planted long ago and now the idea finally had time to grow and flourish.
"And what is that?" he sniggered as his hand moved towards his wand as if he was already anticipating what Luna was going to do.
"I... I..." She struggled to get the words out. "I'm sorry. AVADA KEDAVRA!" her voice echoed though the house as a blast of green light shot straight from her wand and hit Liraes Moore straight in the chest. He was dead before he hit the ground.

Luna blinked and opened her eyes, wondering if she had been dreaming, hallucinating or lost in thought. In Azkaban there wasn't much difference to her. That particular memory played hundreds of times in her mind as if that was the moment that would last forever because that was the moment that sealed her fate. Luna had a lot of time to think over big things like fate, destiny, god and religion but never seemed to get too far. Whenever she thought she was close to a conclusion. To a meaning of why things happened she would break down and not start crying but scream and wail.

She had made a promise to herself the day she had ran away from home that she would not cry. Crying would mean that her father had beaten her and done his job of making her miserable. He had certainly done that to her, even when he was dead, but she still refused to cry. She had not cried the day she was thrown in Azkaban for the first time. She had not cried the day she had tried to break out and was placed in isolation. She had not even cried when she was arrested in the middle of Hogwarts. Luna Moore did not cry. Ever. She had been close and almost felt the tears welling up in her eyes but she would force them back. She. Did. Not. Cry.

As she listened to the wails and cries of other Azkaban inmates, Luna wondered about what they were all thinking. The ones who had been in there for a very long time would barely think. Luna knew this because she had been close to that state in isolation. She had almost stopped thinking and seeing. She had almost started seeing everything in greyscale. There was no colour in her world anymore and in a few more months she would be like that and with no chance of release. Her future was bleak. Maybe it was simply her destiny.

miss weasley · 05-01-2007, 03:34 PM

I actually don't blame her for killing her father,I would have done the same.Luna doesn't have to worry about Eliza still being her friend,as you know yourself!

Poor Luna,murderer or not it IS the ministrys fault for not keeping an eye on Luna's father once out!

Racheya · 05-01-2007, 04:15 PM

These chapters are kind of boring just recaping what happened. The action starts soon

Racheya · 05-01-2007, 09:55 PM

*giggles* I like the title XD

Breaking free. Again.

It was hard waiting for the right moment to run as Luna leaned against the back wall of her cell and waited. She had been planning this for weeks and unlike the last time she had tried to break out, she had planned it all out instead of just running and hoping for the best.

When she was first in Azkaban she had attempted to break out, it had been humiliating and almost torturous to her having to be dragged back into Azkaban after being so close to freedom and would not allow herself to repeat the experience.

Fortunately for her, there was still her weapon at hand. The food bowl. It had been a useful ally before and it would come in handy again.

Like the last time, she waited until the dementors were opening her cell to change her food and before they could take the bowl Luna snatched it up and hurtled it out of the small opening in the cell they had used to enter. Even with dementors all around her, she was too obsessed with getting out and getting to freedom for her to care about the image of her father in her mind.

The sound of the food bowl clanging against the cell opposite distracted the dementors slightly, giving her the chance to run.
She had been trying, unsuccessfully, to keep herself relatively healthy but she was generally too tired to do much, not that she had anything to do other than while away the minutes, hours, days, weeks...

It was hard to concentrate as she ran. The corridors looked all the same and though she had managed to make her way out easily last time, this time it was more difficult. It was as if the entire building had rearranged since she had last walked the corridors and she pondered for a moment if they had actually done that, after all they could do magic.

She turned a corner into another corridor. However this one was lined on each walls with cells just like her's. As she hurried past she quickly glanced into them. Some of them contained people that she had seen on the news or heard about because of their deadly reputation, others she simply did not know. Then she came across someone who she DID know.

Sarah had been Luna's classmate. They were both in Slytherin house and they would talk in the common room and play quidditch together. Halfway through Luna's last year, the year before she was arrested again, Luna had seen Sarah using the cruciatus curse on a Gryffindor girl because the girl had thrown a dung bomb at her. It was a ludicrous reason for using an unforgivable and the stupid girl had been sent to Azkaban. Luna had not thought about her until that day she saw her sat in her cell.
Luna stood watching her through the cell bars as the girl blinked furiously as if she was trying to determine if Luna was real or not. Luna opened her mouth to speak but the clattering sound of feet not too far away forced her to keep moving. She would have to speak to Sarah another time, if the girl ever got out of Azkaban.

Running through what seemed like endless corridors, Luna finally made it outside. Shielding her eyes from the sunlight, she did not wait and catch her breath for a second. She did not take time out to admire the scene. Instead she ran to the water's edge and the only time she stopped was when she saw a large puddle of mud.

She had fallen into the same mud last time. Three guards had their wands at her throat and like an idiot she refused to go in and ran. They shot her down and she splattered into the mud and was dragged back into the castle and placed in isolation for the rest of her time there. Luna made sure this would not happen again as she plunged into the freezing cold water of the sea.

A group of wizard guards stood at the edge of the rocks and looked down at the water below. Luna's grey rags blended well with the dark sea. But her hair was harder to hide, giving her position away like an alarm on her head. As she bobbed around on the surface of the water, the wizards shot stunning spells at her. She managed to dodge them but some of them were too close to call. Her agility was severely compromised in the water and she was scared the next spell would hit. If it did she would fall to a watery death and she had not struggled to get so far so that she could drown. Taking a deep breath, Luna let her body slip below the water.

The water was ice cold but Luna did not have a problem with it. Out of all the things he had done to her, one thing that her father had done actually helped her occasionally. He used to hold her under in ice cold baths until she was blue. Another thing he did that helped her to deal with the temperature of water was when he scolded her hands in boiling hot water then place them in ice cold potion which removed any marks from her hands so people did not get suspicious.

Unable to keep her breath in much longer, Luna resurfaced and braced herself for a barrage of spells. They did not come. The wizards had gone. Luna hoped that they had thought her dead. If they did it would be a big favour to her, they would not know she was free.

Now, Luna could swim very well and even in such cold temperatures as the sea, she was able to survive. Getting to land though, was another story completely.

Godric Potter · 05-01-2007, 11:08 PM

ohhhhhhhh
she escaped
such a criminal
PAMS PAMS PAMS PAMS

miss weasley · 05-02-2007, 03:39 PM

Good old Luna!!!
I have a feeling she'll be back in Azkaban sooner or later

!

Racheya · 05-03-2007, 09:10 PM

Sorry its taking so long for new chapters ive been... busy. Hopefully more up over the weekend.

Racheya · 05-06-2007, 06:13 PM

Freedom and a farmer

Gasping for breath, Luna reached land. She was sopping wet through and blue in the face. But she was alive and free. She had emerged on a deserted stretch of murky beach. Newspapers and litter blew across the sand like tumbleweed in the wind.

Sighing, Luna collapsed onto her back. She had no idea where she was and if she was to find out she would have to stray into muggle civilisation. Would she risk it? Surely the ministry had realised she was out by now. They could very easily search for bodies in the water, it wouldn't take them long to establish that Luna's body was not lying on the dirty water bed.

Water sprayed from Luna's mouth as she sprung up and coughed violently. Dirty sea water and mucus dribbled down her chin. Wiping it away impatiently, Luna began to walk further inland. If she wanted to be free. She could not lie on a beach all day.

***

"What do you mean, gone?" growled the head of magical law enforcement, Corona Powell.
"We just received word from Azkaban. She is gone." mumbled a terrified wizard. He was barely older than the girl who had just broken out.
"I want a meeting with the Auror office. NOW." Powell demanded, thumping her hand on her desk. This had not started out as a good day and just as she was ready for going home, this bombshell was dropped on her.
The trembling wizard nodded cautiously and backed out of the office, shutting the door behind him with a bang.

Corona Powell sighed, it had taken her months to sift through Luna's clues. Did Luna know how many people had the name Draken in Sweden? Apparently not, or she would have left a more specific clue. She had obviously wanted to get caught, then again, nothing was obvious where Luna was concerned. Why would anyone want to get themselves sent to Azkaban?

'There must be something seriously wrong with that girl...' Corona thought as she dug out Luna's file from a stack of 'solved' cases. As she slapped the file onto her desk and opened it up, she was immediately accosted by the red hair and sparkling blue eyes of the 18 year old girl. For a second the picture of Luna almost did not look like a mug shot of a prisoner, but of a scared, innocent, little girl. Corona let out another sigh and before she began to read the rest of the file, she paused for a moment. 'How could such a sweet girl be pushed into being so evil?'

***

The darkness quickly engulfed Luna as she wandered aimlessly across muddy hills, rocky country lanes and green pastures. She had absolutely no idea where she was going. The only civilization she had seen was the odd farmhouse dotted across the countryside.
The hours seemed to drag on and on as she struggled to climb over another fence that lead her into yet another field. Luna realised that at this rate, she would be able to run the thousand metre hurdles with ease. She had climbed over so many fences since she left the beach a day ago it was unbelievable.

Last night she had slept under the shelter of a tree and her whole body ached without a decent rest.
It was too dark to see anything that wasn't right under her nose so when she stood in a huge pile of cow dung; she was not amused. Trying to scrape it off her bare feet, Luna leaned against the nearest fence and looked up at the sky.
The stars observed her from their perch up high and winked at her, whispering 'You can do it Luna' comfortingly. Giving a tiny smile, Luna began her journey across another field, wondering when she would reach human life.

Luna then spotted a figure ahead of her. He was sat down on a chair outside a farmhouse reading what looked like a newspaper. Tired and fed up, Luna walked over to the man. He stood up and looked Luna up and down.

She looked a total mess, her hair was not only a tangled mess, but was entwined with leaves and twigs from bushes and trees. Her clothes were caked in mud and her feet stunk of dung. Luna looked the man up and down also. He was the perfect image of a farmer. He wore slightly dirty, blue dungarees with a pale red t-shirt underneath. His jeans were baggy and scuffed around the bottom and perched on his head was a light straw hat. He was a strong looking man, his skin bore the tan of hard outdoor labour.

Luna was unsure what to ask the farmer but it soon became obvious what she needed.
"Please, can I stay the night? Anywhere, I just need some shelter." she begged, hoping she could sleep on a bed of straw or something, anything would be better than nothing.
To her surprise, the man picked up his newspaper from the floor, keeping the pages out of sight of Luna, he scanned one of the pages before shutting it again.
Luna decided to ask again.
"Please, I just somewhere to rest."

He slowly nodded his head and pointed towards the farmhouse.
"Come in." he grunted, leading Luna into the kitchen.
She looked around vaguely, not really taking much notice of the surroundings.
"Nice place you have." she commented, hoping he would let her have a bed there if she was nice enough to him.
He pointed to a chair and grunted again. "Sit. I'll be back in a minute." He left the room, opening the newspaper as he left, carefully closing the door behind him.

Godric Potter · 05-06-2007, 06:37 PM

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miss weasley · 05-07-2007, 05:56 PM

Yay!! I can imagine the farmer right now---very good post!!

Racheya · 05-08-2007, 06:16 PM

EEE!! *spins*

Phone call

"We have a hit on the muggle telephone line." shouted a voice from the bustle of aurors, all getting ready to intercept their target.
"A farmer approximately 5 miles from the coast claims that the woman walked over to him and asked if she could stay at his home. He is keeping her in his house but we don't know how long he will last. He is a muggle and our target is a dangerous witch."
The aurors were all assembled in a line ready to apparate to their target.
"You all know what to do. Good luck and watch yourself."

***

The farmer entered the kitchen again and Luna looked up at him. She had been busy looking down at the floor, wondering what to do next. Escaping had been simply a dream and now she was actually out, she had no idea what she could do or where to do.
"If you wait here for a few minutes, I'll find you somewhere to sleep." said the farmer as he sat down on the chair next to Luna's.
Luna nodded, "Thanks."
They sat in silence for a few moments before Luna broke it.
"So... what is your name?"
"Daniel."
"Oh."
"What is yours?" He asked, looking at her cautiously.
"Errm... Sarah." Luna lied.
"And what are you doing around here?"
"I was just... passing by.
"Passing by?" Daniel raised his eyebrows.
"Yeah."
"I see... well just wait here." he said, standing up.
"Can't I go now? I don't care where I sleep, I'm just really tired."
"No, You have to wait." Daniel said firmly.
"Why?"
"Look. Do you want to sleep here or not?"
"Yes, I just don't see why I can't just go now."
"We have to wait."
"Wait for wha..."

Luna didn't get to finish her sentence as a series of loud pops echoed through the kitchen. The room was filled with aurors and each and every one of them was pointing a wand at her.
Not thinking about how they had found out she was there, she instinctively knew what to do as Luna slowly raised her hands above her head. There was nothing she could do whilst the aurors were stood all around her, blocking every exit.

"I give up." she spoke loudly with a confidence that had surprised her, reminding her of what a TV character had once said. 'I do my best work on the big stage.' This was true for Luna. When she had to lie to people one to one it was a lot more difficult whereas a room full of angry aurors able to kill her at any second was no problem.

One of the aurors nodded and pointed towards the door. This was a great relief for Luna. She was gambling on the fact they would take her outside before doing anything else, if they decided to apparate her back to Azkaban straight away she would have no chance of getting away but thankfully they decided to lead her outside into the night.

Luna stood with her hands on her head just outside the farmhouse as the team of aurors began to circle her, still with her wands aimed, they weren’t taking any chances. They didn't need to take any chances as before they could form the circle, Luna flung herself at the nearest auror. Her full body slammed into his stomach, even though she was small it was enough to knock him clean over and send his wand flying into the air.

The second she had moved, a barrage of spells began to hurtle in her direction. They flew at her like a deathly rainbow of brilliantly bright colours. They were almost majestic as Luna deftly dodged them and ran at full speed towards the fallen wand.
Almost cheering in triumph, Luna held the wand high above her head and waved it in the direction of the aurors. Using a non verbal spell, a wave of wind flew from her wand, blowing the nearer aurors clean away and causing the aurors further away from the blast of wind to loose focus slightly.

It was all she needed to run again. With the aid of her wand, she ran at extraordinary speeds. It was as if the wand had given her new life and energy as she hurtled towards a nearby clump of trees.
Once she was on the brink of the woods, she turned to look behind her for a second and saw an angry group of aurors still chasing her but they were too far away from her now for their spells to hit and within seconds, Luna disappeared into the comforting darkness of the forest.

miss weasley · 05-08-2007, 08:36 PM

Yay!!!!
I'm happy for Luna and i just KNEW that teh Farmer was up to no good

Godric Potter · 05-08-2007, 10:58 PM

oh great post
pams pams pmas

Racheya · 05-09-2007, 06:56 AM

Thanks, there will be a new chapter later hopefully

<3 Go Luna XD

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