It all began with the Letter (Drarry)

Chapter Five

Chapter Five: The Explanation

Harry sat himself on his bed, not taking his eyes off Draco. Was he not supposed to be dead? It was all over the papers! But the Malfoy in front of Harry looked and sounded very real indeed, heck, even the way he carried himself seemed just like the real thing. His eyes flicked across Malfoy's body, taking in every single detail he could as he listened to Malfoy's explaination.

"Actually..." the blonde began, faltering a little before pulling himself together, "Honestly, I had meant for that to reach you only when I really died. I have a high ranking friend working for that blasted newspaper see, and I told him to send out the three letters I prepared when the news of my death came about. To my parents, Pansy and you, Potter. I managed to intercept the other two before they reached," he smirked grimly, holding up two similar blood-stained envelopes, "Guess I was too late with yours. I suppose I'll need to Obliviate you now."

As Draco reached for his wand in his tattered suit, Harry's hand shot out.

'Expelliarmus! Accio Malfoy's wand!'

The wand flew to Harry's outstretched palm as Harry turned to Draco, anger flashing across his eyes.

'And who are you to decide that I didn't like what I read?' Harry roared furiously,' What if I liked it!? And what are you doing in my apartment? I'm sure I have tons of wards up-' Harry would continued raging, but he was interrupted by a strange noise coming from Malfoy's direction. Harry took a deep breath and looked at Malfoy, away from the spot he had been staring at on the floor.

Harry's eyes widened with surprise.

The usually stoic blonde was clasping a bloodied hand across his mouth, a strangled gasp barely escaping, and tears were flowing freely down his cheeks. Upon noticing Harry's gaze, he roughly rubbed away the tears and retorted with a slightly trembling voice, "So you.... liked it? Don't you hate me?" Draco stood up abruptly, frowned, holding a palm to his temple while blinking furiously and tried to make his way towards the figure on the bed. In a blink of an eye, the blonde's legs gave way and he collapsed onto the hard floor with an exceptionally loud thud, but not before a single word escaped his lips.

"Harry..."

(tbc)

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