LABYRINTH of HEARTS (DRARRY Romance)

Letter #2

MS. GRANGER,

We've managed to fix the record about quite a few things already, but there are still many more encounters to be explored. I'm nervous about sending our third-year Memory Vials because that's when the events between Draco and myself become much more involved.

I'm also nervous for Draco's sake; he seems to be the one getting exposed more than myself, but he has assured me that, as frightened as he is to continue with the process, he wants everyone to know the truth about who he is as much as I do.

He hopes to be understood and accepted regardless of his shortcomings and upbringing—and differentness. He feels that baring his heart and soul for the world to see will at least be another step in doing the right thing.

Thank you for your most recent letter, by the way. I've thought about what you said, that I don't get to choose the battles I end up fighting, and that it's often the war I never wanted in the first place that ends up being the most important.

Someone who I consider to be very wise once said, "Fear of a name increases fear of the thing itself." Love shouldn't be a thing to fear, and maybe naming and describing our love is my way of participating in the cultural war after all. And while I already said I don't have an agenda in sharing my Memory Vials with the world, Draco most certainly does.

He wants any bent witches and wizards who are out there to find peace in accepting themselves for who they are, and he wants to help stem the tendency of society to vilify bent, knotted, and crooked wizards into silence. He also hopes that one day any competent bent witch or wizard will be able to speak up in a court of law or at the Ministry of Magic and not be heckled for being a "You-Know-What."

(When I spoke at Draco's trial, I can only imagine what the outcome would have been had they known about my bisexual tendencies. As ridiculous as it sounds, I doubt anything I'd said would have been taken seriously at all, even after my defeat of the Dark wizard Voldemort.)

But Draco is also content that if nothing else changes, we have been able to weave our Memory Vials together in this manner, so that if no one else will read this book, we will have our story committed to ink, inscribed on parchment as much as on our hearts.

Treat these third-year Vials even better than the last. Draco's heart has bled all over them. With sex and desire becoming more intrusive on our thoughts, we hope the Ghost Writer you've assigned to work with us will manage to keep things tasteful while being bold with the descriptions. While events should be courageously explored, we were still so young and way out of our depth as far as our understanding of sex was concerned.

Any purely erotic memories will come in due time as we continue to unravel our narrative. You yourself expressed an interest in how things happened when we finally gave in to each other's bodies. (Honestly, Hermione. Sometimes your curiosity embarrasses me. But I suppose we are the ones who asked you to spy in on all these secret moments to begin with...)

But I won't spoil anything right now.

Our thirteen-year-old selves still had more maturing and self-exploration to do at Hogwarts. We still had some falling in love to do as well, because our feelings up to this point had mostly been a sort of subconscious infatuation, uncomplicated by the incursions of wet dreams and schoolboy fantasies of being each other's lover.

Your best friend,

HARRY POTTER

P.S. Almost forgot to mention. I decided to be Ron's Best Man, so I've attached a note to him along with this letter. Make sure he responds right away so he and I can find some time to talk logistics. You are already so well organized, Hermione, but I'm sure Ron will need plenty of help on his side of the bridal party. (Don't tell him I said that, or I'll never hear the end of it...)