Letters |Draco Malfoy|

Nuntius

I had stopped writing letters, it was Truly useless now. They would never reach Draco, nor would I. I felt dumb for believing otherwise. But this was my problem, and bringing it up would only burden the trio- now duo -more.

One morning was particularly hard when granger decided to walk with me. "So uh, I know it's been a time since it's happened, but the letters you were writing were love letters?" She asked.

I froze "Uhm... not really, I just hoped that impossibly he would get one- and I could see him again." I answered in a whisper.

"why Malfoy?" She asked honestly.

I didn't feel entirely comfortable sharing that information but I had nothing to lose "I'm not entirely sure" I laughed "I uh was dating this guy a couple of years back, he was a natural Mary Poppins" I joked "practically perfect in every way. But uh I didn't really- it just wasn't right. I always told Sophie- my friend -that I want someone whom I can see myself sharing life with, a best friend. I understand that with Draco I think. He makes me laugh, and worry and he makes me angry, and happy, and what we have I can only describe as... love." I smiled to myself, then I frowned and shook my head. "Any why do you ask?"

"well Malfoys not the most... he's not- well-" she rambled incoherently.

"I understand I think." I said "I despised him at first he was- and still sometimes is -a right foul git. But he's only human- wizard? You know what I mean."

"I guess..." she said.

"May I ask a question?" I asked. She nodded her head "well um you seem to bring up places your parent brought you when you were young a lot. Are they?"

she saddened "they're alive... I used the oblivion charm on them, for their safety." She admitted quietly.

"Oh..." I looked away "mine too... there safety is what's most important right? Even when it means you lose those who are most precious to you..."

"yeah..." she sighed. Even as I went through the same pain as her, I couldn't comfort her, I wouldn't. It was a tragedy for a good cost, there is only truth regarding something like that.

.....

I spent the nights reading. I wasn't necessarily sad, but I wasn't happy. Escapism was my best friend currently. Night after night I would read Merlin makers, trying to see if it would ever end.

after what must have been two months(?) I came across an old piece of magic that I had never heard of it was called the messaging spell.

'secret nuntius' was the casting words. And the definition of the spell was.

the messaging spell Secreto nuntius is a spell that can make any message appear to any person. This long-forgotten piece of magic was particularly useful for Aurors who were caught or enslaved by dark wizards.

that was the only information about it. It was certainly brief, but it gave me an idea.