Dear Draco,
How's it going? Have you got ready for your 3rd year?
Well, me and my parents are in France now and French seems much more difficult than English. I haven't learnt much, actually. Since the language is so difficult, I've decided to speak French English, which means I speak English the way most French people do. For example: "'Ello. I think I'm lost and zis map doesn't work. Could you show me ze way to Eengland, please because I want to go to 'Ogwarts." I know it's not perfect, Draco, I'm still working on it.
The country is nice, I've visited the Muggle world once and the capital city called Paris is absolutely beautiful.
School starts on the same day here and it's August 20th now so I'm all ready. Beauxbatons students wear blue uniforms. Just blue. They don't get sorted into Houses so I guess it must be quite "messy" there. You know, Purebloods and Mudbloods.
The headmistress don't send students their booklists like Dumbledore. Well, not only the list but also the school rules! Can you imagine how long my letter is? 2 metres! There are like 10000 rules, genuinely I don't think anyone ever reads through the whole thing.
I miss Hogwarts so much and I miss you even more, I don't think there's any way I can fit in here.
Write to me as soon as possible!
Love,
(Y/n).
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Two Owls Exchange *IN EDITING*
Fanfictie//Sequel to "A year in the life of Draco Malfoy's best friend"// You never knew your first year at Hogwarts would be the last. Your parents decide to move to France and you struggle to keep in touch with Draco Malfoy.
