The Dragon's Kitten

33 - Dear Draco

~*~*Draco's POV*~*~

Dear Draco Malfoy,

I know that you're probably wondering where I went. I know that I was supposed to stay in the room. I couldn't though because you have a lot to deal with. I'm not mad.

I forced you into this position and I can't be angry or disappointed by it. I'm not even feeling that but I thought you should know. This isn't because of your mission, it's because of mine. No, I'm not talking about trying to stop you.

Draco I love you and I don't wish to force you into a position where you blame yourself for what happens. I've seen you doing that enough and it's made me decide to do this on my own. I will see you again even though I'm not sure when.

For now it's goodbye and I'm writing this letter because I can't face you. It's cowardly and stupid and I'm sorry.

Forever Yours
Harry

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I felt my heart shatter inside of me as I folded the letter again. Longbottom had told me he was packing his things so I didn't think much of asking for the cloak. I knew now that he was going to use it to avoid me. I didn't exactly understand why Harry had been so cryptic in his letter and it only made me worry about his so-called mission.

Blaise nudged my shoulder and I shoved the letter into my pocket. We took our things to the station and boarded the train. I noticed Ronald carrying Harry's things with him and felt a little relieved that Harry was with his friends. That relief was quickly crushed when Ronald told me Harry was supposed to be with me.

I was happy for Blaise, don't get me wrong, I was just jealous. He had Ronald there with him and he could hold him. I chose not to speak to any of them. My heart was aching because I had essentially been dumped and it was making me question everything that happened over the past year.

I eventually fell asleep but I wasn't comfortable and I was cold. I felt like someone had run their fingers through my hair. Not just anyone but Harry. I shifted but didn't fully wake up because I didn't want the feeling to go away. I figured my mind was tricking me and it was just a dream.

Memories of Harry messing with my hair, kissing me, being so happy. I was wishing for his touch and my head was delivering it while I slept. I even subtly heard his voice and I was drawn to it. An image of him smiling jumped to the front of my mind.

"Draco, wake up. Draco!"

I grumbled and opened my eyes. Pansy was leaning over me and shaking my shoulder. I wanted to hex her for waking me up and I almost did. I went to grab my wand and a slight tickle on my arm drew my attention. There was a folded paper resting gently against me with my name on it.

"It wasn't a dream." I mumbled.

"What?"

"Harry was actually here? I wasn't dreaming about it?" I asked.

Granger frowned at me. "Yes he was here."

Pansy sat down again. "That's why I woke you. I mean we argued about it but I won."

I rolled my eyes at Pansy and sat up more comfortably. My name written on the paper was in Harry's unruly handwriting. I was scared to open it and read its contents. I sighed and shoved the letter into my pocket.