Suddenly Luna started to cackle maniacally. And it dawned on harry.
HP: No it canīt be, you are dead. I saw you being killed, by Mrs. Weasley.
BL: Think again Potty. You little fool. I discovered this Warehouse long before the War ended. The one who died wasn't me, but somebody wearing my skin.
HP: But who. No donīt tell me you killed Luna. No that canīt be Luna wouldn't have pretended to be you. She would have found a way tell us.
BL: Well you starting to catch on. Must be the skin you are wearing. Yes Luna died in my place and only thing I had to do was put her in my skin. And for the record. She played her Role that well, she believed to be me.
HP: No Way Luna would have never agreed to that.
BL: Fool she didnīt have to agree. The skin forced here to do it. See the skin was an Horcrux. But thanks for reminding me, to take revenge against Dear Molly.
HP: Iīm gonna stop you.
BL: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
BL: Havenīt you noticed. You are going nowhere. In fact you donīt feel like moving at all.
Harry tried to move to get out of here to warn the other but found what she said was the truth he couldīt move this body anymore.
HP:What did you do to me?
BL: Nothing however the skins are another matter.
Sun Sep 14 16:06:27 2014