Letters |Draco Malfoy|

Preevocation

It was 4 AM. I couldn't sleep, only stare at the wall in front of me. It sounded so angsty but it's true. I'm scared that if I close my eyes, I'll see him. It's been like this since I got home. It's been like this for 2 weeks. It's not like I could make a sleeping potion. for the summer I'm an ordinary muggle.

I got up from my bed and went to my vanity, I looked in the mirror. I was wearing a nave blue, low cut, tank top, so I could see my arms and collarbones. Back when I had that potions accident I scarred my arm and chest. It looked like white paint spilled on me. I traced my fingers on it, thinking back to when it happened... it was Draco who called for help wasn't it.

Crap! Why do I let him bother me like this?! Oma was right about one thing, I cared about him- unwillingly may I add -it's so stupid. It's only Draco Malfoy. I rested my face in my hands. He was the boy who 'tormented me'. But I guess he was also ferret, the boy I wrote to every day and night in the fourth year. He was also the boy who helped me with potions, and who went to Hogsmeade with me... he stole my scarf! My pink one! Git. I laughed, quietly.

it quickly got chillier. I needed something to keep me warm. I went into my closet and found my old robes from my 4th year, I tried to slip them on, but I had grown since then. I put my hands in the pockets while fitting it. There was something in the pockets, a letter... from Draco... in the fourth year.

dear, perfectly lonely person.

This seems quite unfortunate, your tormentor does seem foul, I would hardly say fate brought us together, but I would say it's intriguing. The letter I received was intriguing, even how you signed it was intriguing. I honestly don't expect a letter in return, although it might be nice, but I hope you well.

With intrigue, Someone.

I smiled reading the letter. Ironically my tormentor was him. Intriguing huh? Why was I so different from Artemis? I wish I was Artemis. When we were Artemis and ferret did it matter if I was a mudblood? Does it matter now? How did Draco feel? I just want to know honestly. I felt a chill run down my back as if I was about to cry, but I didn't. I felt melancholy.

I looked at my clock next to my bed it read 6:12 AM. Not that it matters. I needed fresh air. So did my owl Artemis. I let her out of her cage and opened the window. Right outside of my window, there was a flat ledge, part of the roof. It was big enough and strong enough for me to slip onto it and climb on top of my window on the roof. The stars were murky all you could see was the head of the constellation Draco- ironically -and it was cold.

(Flashback)

I thought I saw someone out here" a familiar voice rang.

I jumped, before realizing who it was. "Oh it's just you" I relaxed again "I thought you were one of the people on night duty... although I may have liked to see them more." I laughed quietly "what are you doing up?"

he coughed "night duty"

I sighed "well darn... care to join me then? You have an excuse, and the stars here are the most beautiful thing..."

I could hear his footsteps draw closer "you know there's a curfew right? I'll have to turn you in." He tapped his foot.

"I know, but I still wanna enjoy the view while I can." I shrugged "I live for this view"

"yes well you won't live much longer if you stay out here like that" he referred to my wet hair and pajamas "you'll freeze to death"

My heartbeat was slightly faster at the memory. Unknowingly to me why. "you can't control me now your highness!" I said bitterly sweetly. I sighed I could talk to myself as loud as I wanted out here. "You major jerk!" I looked at the only constellation in the sky "you know I was probably your only friend! And for a short time, you were my only friend... it's so unfair! For you and me! It's unfair for you to treat me like this, and it's unfair that you would do that for people who don't even really care!" My heart hurt at this. He was so desperate for friends he would do things so terrible. "To think after all that, I still wanna be with you..." platonically of course... I felt my eye lids get heavy. I was tired. "I wonder. Will we ever be real friends?" My eyes started to close, but before I fell asleep a soft "goodnight" left my lips.