"How dare you smack her you mudblood!" Blaise said holding his wand at my throat. Tears welled up in my eyes, in this moment I was feeling a flurry of emotions, fear of the idea that he was back, pain because of Sophie and I fighting, more fear because of the current situation, and on top of that, I kept having that reoccurring nightmare of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named standing over Timothy. My face scrunched up, tears spilling, life was so stressful and crappy right now.
"Down, Blaise." A familiar voice said. The wand on my neck was lowered and I started rapidly wiping the tears on my face away while snuffling.
"Do you pity this Mudblood right now?" Blaise asked Malfoy.
"You already made her cry, besides it's not like she's worth our time." Malfoy argued. Blaise rolled his eyes, glaring at me before he stormed away. I looked up at Malfoy trying to smile. "Your an ugly crier." He insulted. Still I didn't care, at this moment I couldn't, I needed to believe someone was being nice to me. I walked away from that place to my dorm and pulled out some fresh parchment. I decided to write a letter to my mum.
Dear Mum,
How is everyone? How about the baby? I realize I didn't pay much attention to her last summer, it's almost like I forgot she was there. ( A/N🥲 I totally did forget about her) You named her Verity, right? I'm sorry I haven't written to you so far, but I promise I will. Send me a pick of the family, will you? I love you!!
Love, Lindsey
I tied the note to Artemis, sending her off. I went to put the parchment away when I saw a letter at the bottom of my drawer. It had a familiar boot print off the front, and taking it out of the envelope felt bittersweet. I shouldn't write to him, but I found myself doing it anyways.
Hello ferret Malfoy,
I find myself writing to you against my better judgement, but I must thank you, I don't know if you were even sticking up for me, but I need to believe it so. I don't even know if you will find this, but if you do, could you apologize to Amy or Blaise for me?
From, Lindsey.
I would probably regret writing this but still, I found myself putting the note in the rectangular archway in the east hall.
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Letters |Draco Malfoy|
FanfictionLindsay Boris like many was tormented by the Slytherin prince, Draco Malfoy. So the young girl wrote letters, to herself, to others, and to absolutely no one. She hardly expected one of her letters to be answered, who was answering her letters she w...
