Harry scribbled out a hasty letter to the other half of his best friend. Harry had stayed in Godrics Hollow all break and eighth year was right around the corner.
Hermione
I'm feeling more smart than you right now so I'll share my moment of triumph. I spoke at Draco and Narcissa's trials and I made sure to make one of the punishments was Draco returning to Hogwarts so I can spend one more year with him. This is the year I'll finally woo him into being my boyfriend. If Ron wants to say otherwise I'll fight him okay. Tell him before I see him so he doesn't kill me thanks Mione.
Harry.
Harry folded the letter into an envelope and sighed dreamily.
"This is the year Draco. Our beginning." Harry let out a screech of alarm when the tawny brown owl he was renting snatched the letter from his hand and flew into the air.
"No! Get down here!" Harry hissed, but it flew off into the distance.
"Son of a bitch." Harry cursed. Then he realised.
"Oh no. Oh no. Oh my fucking no." He whispered as he recalled the only name he had said for the owl to be able to pick up on.
Draco.
