The Windows To Our Souls - Draco Malfoy Love story

Secret Letters and Forgiven?

Hi guys, so I know that the first year was really short but not much can happen between eleven year olds can it. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Despite the fact that only a few weeks had passed, I couldn't help but to miss him. Every day we would write letters, in French so that my parents couldn't read it. I had also got a lovely birthday present from him: a silver chain with a large emerald pendant. I loved it to say the least; it also came with a note:

Mon cher ange,

Mes yeux ne sont pas les mêmes quand ils sur vous. Ni ar mes oreilles quand ils n'entendent pas ton rire. Mon visage n'est plus éclatante de bonheur sans vous.

Rendez-vous au Chemin Ally demain à midi, je dois vous dire somthing de la plus haute importance. J'ai aussi un autre cadeau pour toi Mia. Joyeux anniversaire. J'espère vous voir demain, puis mon wll yeux brillent et j'espère que vous voulez être aussi heureux que moi mon amour.

l'amour de

Draco Malfoy.

Such a charmer he is. "Mia!" My mother called from downstairs "Lunch is ready." She carried on. They had all forgiven me recently, but I still couldn't help but to feel a little apart from everyone else. They sometimes separated themselves from me as if I was the enemy. I'm not!

"Hey Ronnie! Georgie! Freddie! Ginny!" I greeted. They scoffed at the nicknames I had given them last year. "How many times do I have to tell you not to call you brothers and sister that Mia?" My mother asked for the hundredth time since we got back from school. "Sorry guys." I said a little too sweetly. "I've got to go out tonight, meeting a friend." I half lied, my mother tried to force a smile as she answered, "of cores dear." If only she knew who I was actually going to meet, she would kill me!

"What’s that your wearing?" Ron asked looking straight at the necklace, suspiciously, I blushed and quickly thought up a lie. "Um it's a present from a friend." Well half-truth anyway. If he knew that it was from Draco, he would kill both of us. Literally. "Is that the friend that you're going to meet today?" He interrogated, making me feel really uncomfortable. His eyes were hard, and followed me as I went to the table.

Lunch was an uncomfortable event with silences that lasted what seemed like hours, despite only being minutes long. I had always hated them but I didn't dare fill them with anything. Harry, who was 'rescued' by my brothers earlier in the summer, was sat looking at the table, obviously feeling awkward. I hadn't really spoken to him at all this year; he was a Gryffindor and I a Slytherin. Two people who could never mix. He seemed nice though, that I will admit. Considering that he had just 'killed' Voldemort, again, Ron was really proud to have him as a friend, my mother was just happy that he was in the house, I think.

Ten minutes later, I was getting ready to go and meet Draco, a boy who was my best friend, a friend that I could never admit to having. That was the hard bit, never saying where i was going, always lying to my friends and family. Truth is I didn't know what to do. "Bye mum, see ya later Freddie, Georgie!" I shouted to them, I heard them complain, saying that their names were: Fred and George. I didn't care, it was funny.

When I got to Diagon Ally, I caught sight of white blond hair, Draco; he had a frown on his face for some odd reason. I walked up to him ; when  he saw me, he jumped up and gave me a massive bear hug. "Hey Angel." Draco whispered in my ear. he had grown in the few weeks that I hadn't seen him and his hair was longer. Unfortunately, it was still slicked back. "Hey Draco." I whispered back, "Why are we whispering?" I asked quietly. "I have no idea, Mia." The blond chuckled, making me laugh also. "I have another gift for you." The boy announced triumphantly

Putting his hand in his shopping bag, he pulled out a book, a muggle book. The tirle on the front read: Twilight, "Since when did you like muggle books?" I asked shocked, his father would never allow him to stoop so 'low'. "What he doesn't know cant hurt him, can it." the blonde replied, smugly. "And since when have you been a 'rebel' Draco?" I asked in a teasing voice, which earned me a glare. "Why were you frowning before you saw me?" I had to ask. "I didn't think that you would show." Draco admitted bowing his head. "I will always show, no matter what, you know that, Draco." I assured my friend. "I always keep my promises. You know that."

The rest of our short time together was spent laughing and catching up on things we missed. He spoke of how his father was more edgy and cruel to him and I didn't push him when things became too much. But it was as if Lucius was threatening the boy into keeping his silence. For that I hate him all the more. I told Draco about what I did to my brothers after they pranked me....Again! And that got a laugh out of him. All in all I had a great time with my best friend and didn't want to go home, but I knew that if I didn't get back soon, my parents would become suspicious and come to look for me. So I went back to the Burrow my mind not really focused on what they would say but what Draco had said....

I know its been ages but I have had really bad writers block and loads of stuff to do. The next chapter will be uploaded faster that this one. Summerxx