Chapter 32

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Your cousin Draco

I smiled at his letter. I grabbed a quill and a lot of paper and started to write. I am one of the luckiest girls in the world. I have people who care for me. They are amazing. I wonder what does Harry, Hermione, and think of this. How much do they know? Does my family know about what I am doing? I wonder who all know.

I was writing my last letter. It was to Draco.

D,

I know you are worried but don't be. They won't hurt me. He won't allow it. They won't have the chance if they are in ash. I am not scared to use magic under age. They are all scared.

I miss you too. I am worry about all of you down there. The others told me people are talking. I know you are the only one that will tell me the truth. Please tell me what everyone is saying.

I know you stand behind me. That is what I always going to know. Thanks for understanding what I have to do. You are amazing. It feels right with what I am doing.

I bet they are. It won't be Hogwarts if they didn't. It is none of their business any ways. They will never understand. All they see is that I am his daughter and that is all that matters.

I will be safe. You be safe too. Always for you.

G

I then went to my Aunt. Draco's mother and asked her if she could send these out secretly. She was nice enough to do it.

It has been while. I have been a spy for the order and Hogwarts. I have been doing my studies from here. Also writing letters to the others.

I was walking around on the grounds of the place. Yes, they finally let me out. I got that right a couple weeks ago. I found this nice post under a willow tree.

I was sitting there reading a book for school. I had nothing really else to do. I was sitting there alone. I thought I was alone until I heard footsteps. No one knows about this spot. I slowly reached for my wand and point to where the footsteps were coming from. I then heard,

"Put that wand down before you hurt someone or worse give us away."

I stepped forward to see....

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