'If only you had'

August 1st

Hey, if you had the ears that I had then I would sing you the song from the bottom of my heart.

But would you hear me

Hey if you had the heart that I have then I would flood you with all of the love that I have but would you feel me?

That's what I usually think when I think of you Harry. But you're not so fond of me, aren't you? I always say the wrong things. 

I hope you do not hate me.

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Dear mystery person,

This is Draco Malfoy. You sent the wrong letter. But I didn't forward it to Harry since it seems too personal. I bet you're regretting sending this letter. I saved you didn't I?

You write beautiful words, you know that? How does someone write so beautifully? Can I at least get your name? I want to get to know you.

-Draco Malfoy.

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Sorry, I was actually crying while writing that, I might send the owl the wrong way. Don't pity me. It doesn't make me feel any better. 

Why would you want to get to know me? The chosen one doesn't even like me so why you?
You're Draco and I'm nobody. But I'll throw you a bone and say that I'm from Ravenclaw. 

Happy?
-Mystery person.

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Why would you cry over someone so stupid? Harry is dumb in every sense of the way. The fact that he doesn't like you proves how idiotic he is. You write beautiful words, and you're sincere. Isn't that enough for me to get to know you?

Let me tell you a few things about myself so you can warm up to me. My name is Draco Lucius Malfoy.

I like sugar quills, Quidditch, reading about flower language, brewing potions, and picking on Potter. I don't like it when you're sad or when you cried. I also don't like how loudly Ron chews his food. Or how smart Hermione gets. I'm secretly jealous of Harry, especially because he has your heart and I do not.

How about you? What's your favorite candy? What do you like and hate? Tell me anything you want, my love.

- Draco Lucius Malfoy.

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Uh, I like Treacle tarts and reading. I excel at transfigurations but I don't like DADA. I also hate it when Ron chews loudly but I also don't like how Hermione can nag. I feel happy when you write me these letters. It seems like you really care about me.

Thank you for taking an interest in me, Draco. Maybe when I have enough courage, I'll approach you at breakfast and get to know you face to face. I'm so sorry for being so secretive.

I'm just afraid of your expectations. What do you mean that you want my heart? 

- Mystery Person.

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I fell in love with you through your words. I don't know why but everything you say is magnetic to me. I am attracted to you. Potter is lucky to have your affections. I wish I did. I don't expect a thing from you. You're perfect just the way you are. 

I would love to formally court you through letters. Is that fine? I know I'm not really experienced at this type of thing, but I do know a thing or two about courting. Pureblood courting at least. 

Would you give me a chance?
-Draco Malfoy

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I'm a muggle.

- Mystery Person.

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So? What's wrong with that? I can't give up someone so beautiful for their blood status. I really want to see you and to hold you. Can you please at least describe yourself? I long for you. I have your heart. So I can feel you.

I have your ears, and I listen to your song day in and day out. Harry can do none of those things. But I can.

I see you. I swear I do.

I love you.

-Draco Malfoy.

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I have (y/c/h) with (y/s/k). I am usually called Moony or Reese. I am a nobody. No one of big significance. I don't know why you love me, but I'll try to take a chance on you.

Right now, Harry's just... being difficult. I have a project with him and he's pretty dismissive. I'm getting tired of dealing with the guy really I am.

I just wish I was someone else. Someone better. Thank you for being here, for listening to me, and for reading me. You have no idea how happy you've made me.

But I'm a coward. A big coward, I can't even look you in the eyes while I pass you by.  I'm sorry Draco.

I really do suck, do I?

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I was munching on an apple. Ignoring the glares that Harry sent my way. He got pretty frustrated last night. I got distracted when reading Draco's letters. Turning to Luna, I started venting. "Can you stop Potter from looking this way? He's getting on my nerves." I took another bite. Suddenly, someone slammed their hands in front of me. I look up. It was Draco Malfoy.

"I found you." He sternly said. Everyone turned to us. Captivated by what was happening right now. "What?" I meekly said. Leaning back as he leaned forward.

"Don't play dumb. I found you. My mystery person. I have your eyes, and I've read and reread all of the letters you've written me. I know it's you and I just want to say that Harry is full of shit for not liking you." He played with my fingers, leaning in and giving me a chaste kiss. He pulled back. Looking at my flustered state. 

"So like me instead. Don't pay attention to Potter. He knows nothing about you. I know your favorites and dislikes. I'm obviously the better choice." He huffed, shooting a smirk at Potter. Potter glared back. Gripping his fork. Hermione was holding him back from storming over here. 

I found myself launching into him. Wrapping my arms around his torso, I pulled him into a desperate hug. Immediately, he wrapped his long arms around me and brought me in. We stayed in a long and desperate hug. Everyone was gasping and murmuring around us. I clung to the person that comforted me. My pen pal. My Malfoy. 

Whispering in my ear, he smiled. "My mystery person. What is your name, dear?"

"Y/n. Y/n Y/ln"