Life goes on... (drarry)

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Draco's POV:
Draco woke up in his bedroom three days after Harry left. He couldn't remember a thing.
He had forgotton about the incident with Voldemort and he had forgotten about the thing with Harry.

Life seemed absolutely perfect untill a letter arrived.

Dear Draco,
I'm sorry about what happened at your house and I understand. You are too dangerous for me and I need the protection from the Order. He-who-must-not-be-named is too close to you. I am staying at a safe house because those are the only people that really care about me. The Order. I cannot see you again, Draco. I'm sorry but I guess that I never really loved you. You're not the person I wan't to stay with.
Harry

Memories flooded Draco's brain again and he suddenly remembered everything that had happened.
Voldemort torturing him.
Harry leaving.
Him rejecting Harry.

But why would Harry react like this? It didn't sound like Harry at all and it made Draco wonder. Was it really Harry who had written this letter.

His father entered.
"Draco, what have you got there?" He asked with a firm voice.
"Nothing, Father," Draco answered and quickly hid the letter under his pillow.
"Just a letter from Hogwarts"

Lucius didn't seem convinced but still he nodded.
"Very well. I expect you to get dressed. We're having guests tonight. The Greengrass's are coming," he said and left the room.

How could Draco have forgotton that? Tonight was probably his most important meeting that he didn't really care about at all.

It was no secret that most pure-blood parents made deals with other pure-blood family's to get their children married. So that the family's would stay pure.

And the Greengrass's would be absolutely perfect, in his parents opinion. Astoria, their youngest daughter was known to be very pretty and absolutely charming.

It seemed only fitting that his parents would want him to find a girl that he could marry as soon as he was old enough. If only they knew about Harry.

"Father!" He shouted and, as if he had been standing there the whole time, the door opened and his father enetered his room again.
"Yes, son?" He said, looking extremely bored.

"Why exactly are the Greengrass's coming for dinner? We had Aunt Bellatrix over only the other day," he said, as if expecting nothing.

"Son," Lucius started.
"I have told you about this many times but perhaps I haven't made it clear enough. We want to keep our family as pure as possible. We don't want to turn into a bunch of filthy bloodtraitors like the Weasley's," he chuckled. "I want you to meet the two Greengrass daughters. They are both extremely charming and you would get along with them well. I want you to behave. Have you understood? No funny business like last time," he said and didnt even wait for Draco's answer.

Draco's theory had just been confirmed.