'Dear Draco,
I hope you're well. How is your family doing? Are they being too bad? I really hope not.
This is hard, but, how is Bellatrix? I keep thinking about her, about Dad. Sometimes in the evenings, when we don't want to play Quidditch, or bake, or laugh, Harry and I just talk about Dad. Moony joins us more often than not. I think he's scared of leaving us alone in that house, but he also does it for himself: he needs company, now that he's lost all the Marauders. Right, I don't think you know about them, so either ask your parents, or wait for me to tell you in person. Theirs is an interesting and brave story.
I know Harry feels worse than I do, because he'd already lost his parents, while I still have them, DNA talking. But you know I've never considered that man my father, and Bellatrix stopped being my mother that night. God, if I still think about it...
That except, I'm pretty excited about coming back to school in a month or so. In a week, Harry's going at the Weasleys again- I must admit I've enjoyed this time with him- and you'll be coming here. I miss you so much, love.
I've been studying all I can about spells, drafts and even Dark Magic, in order to be ready when He strikes again- because I know He will, the full Order knows. I'm not supposed to tell you anything, given the loyalty of your family and all, but... I'm sure you will choose well, when the time comes. I love you, and nothing else matters to me.
I believe you'll like Grimmauld- it's cozy and warm and we can do whatever you like. I'm sorry it took you so long to convince your family to let you stay here, but let's appreciate what we got, huh? I can't wait to have you all for me.
I heard there have been some important changes in the Magic World- do you know something about them? The adults won't let me or Harry know much because 'we're too young'- but we're the ones who saw Sirius die in front of us!
I hope Dumbledore will be able to fix all this shit. I'm afraid we'll have to fight a war, just like our parents. Naively speaking, I'm pretty optimistic we could win this war. I know half the Ministry if with Him, and I know the bad ones are usually better at this than the good ones, but... I don't know, I just have a feeling. Let's hope I'm right.
I keep thinking about you, Draco, and about our possible future together.
I know it's weird to tell you these things in a letter, but I've thought them through, if it makes sense. I've always wanted to have find someone like you. I don't care about children, I just care about a home, with you, a fireplace, and us, growing old together.
I love you, have I already said that?
I have to go now- it's movie night and Harry chose a Muggle film called 'Spider-man': Muggles really have to invent their own superheroes when they have us!
I love you Draco. Take care.
Yours,
Olivia''Dear Olivia,
I keep thinking about you, too. I miss you like I've never missed someone before. You really are one of a kind, my love.
Bellatrix keeps telling me to convince you to come here and join His side. No one knows I'm still undecided- only my mother, but she would do anything to protect me. She would never sell me out.
I'm glad you're researching- we need to be ready. I'm afraid time is coming out of hands, unfortunately, and He will act soon.
I cannot wait to come there and be with you, darling. You will not be alone while I'm with you- never, if you don't wish to. I'm still trying to convince my mother to abandon His side, that's why I'm not there yet, but she will never. She is loyal to my father, before than to Him, and he is with Him.
I'm happy you're not alone, tell Lupin I'm grateful to him, but tell Potter to be careful- I will see him, in Hogwarts at least, and I've still not forgiven him.
I love you with all my heart and mind.
Yours,
Draco'
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I'm his | Draco Malfoy
FanfictionEverybody is shocked when Olivia arrives at Hogwarts during the 5th year. No one seems to know anything about her, except Dumbledore. And many want to know... Names and characters (except the main character) are taken from JK Rowling's work. I don't...