"i am not Harry's sister"
"oh, but you are, miss Potter" "no! that's not possible, how would i be?" "i killed your muggle born mother and your pathetic father and i tried to kill you and Harry too and yet two babies couldn't be killed by me! your cot was sat next to Harry's,
the both of you crying when you saw what was happening."
"Harry and i are the same age... how are we siblings?" "when is your birthday?" "31st of July... why?" "and when is Harry's birthday?" "i have no idea, we never spoke about it"
"his birthday is also the 31st of July"
"wait... twins?" Voldemort nods. you're having a hard time processing this information, it makes sense and... what does Voldemort have to gain from lying? "this is what you meant when you said you knew we'd be together... and that i would find out soon"
"indeed, i'll leave you to think about this" he gets up from the chair he sits in and leaves the room, leaving you all alone with your thoughts.
Back at Hogwarts, Draco is writing you a letter. He's written you a few that he addresses to your dorm, Hermione knows he's just grieving so she leaves them on your desk like you're going to come collect them some day.
"dear y/n,
it's me again, Draco.
i don't know how you expect me to cope y/n, you told me you wouldn't die on me. why did you have to die on me? i told you it wasn't a good idea and no one listened of course.
but it makes sense, you don't often like to listen to other people. you make your own decisions, you don't let others decide your future for you.
but i'm so mad at you y/n, i am so bloody mad that you left me. i don't know what to do, i have nothing. my parents haven't spoken to me in a month, i don't know if they're dead or alive, i don't know if you're out there somewhere or if you're actually gone.
Voldemort took your body with him and i just want to know why.
i know he's a sociopath but why couldn't he let me have a burial for you? why couldn't he let us put you to rest ourselves? why did he have to take you from me twice?
i'm heartbroken y/l/n, you're all i have. you're my first love, you're the girl i want to be with for the rest of my life, and now you're gone. you didn't even get to 17, you're still 16 years old. That's not fair, you're so young, you didn't deserve this.
i'm not angry at you, i take that back, i don't want you to think I'm angry at you for something you couldn't control. but why couldn't you just keep your promise to me y/n? i needed you, Ron needed you, we all need you. you're the only light in this place and now it's gone, you're gone... and it's just dark, quiet.
i think you'd wanna know that Weasley and i have become friends, i know you would've wanted that. i did it for you, but i've realised he's a good person. he has lots of memories of you to share with me, i love hearing them, i love how silly you are in some of them.
you changed me for the better y/n, i stood up to my father finally when you passed... that's because of you. i never would've been able to do it without you in my life.
you made me a better person, brought out who i truly am, not the shallow, fake version of myself i created out of fear.
i miss you so much y/n, i miss you so bloody much. it's been just over a month and i truly don't know how i've kept going. maybe because i have a little slither of faith that you might be out there somewhere, thinking of me.
i stare at the stars sometimes and wonder if you might be too, is that cheesy?
i need to see your smile again, i need to hold you again. please just... don't be dead. i need you in my life and although it may be selfish to be saying what i need rather than what you might need, i want to be selfish when it comes to you. i want you here, i want you to myself, i'm not ashamed of that.
i love you y/n, i love you so much. i need you here, i need you back.
signed, d.m <3"
Hermione collects the letter from the owl at the window, knowing it's another one from Draco by the handwriting. she sits it on your pillow, sighing softly.
Draco begins to leave the owlery when he sees an owl come in with a letter for him, he furrows his brows, taking the letter from the owls mouth.
"Dear Draco,
it's your mother.
we are okay, we are safe.
i need to tell you something, i feel guilty for not telling you before.
i declared the girl dead to Voldemort, but it was a lie, that's why he's after us.
she didn't wake up when Harry did because i held a bottle of a strong sleeping potion under her nose so that she would fall unconscious and we could save her, but i'm afraid that plan failed.
she's alive draco, she's not dead.
you can find her, i know you can. let your friends know but be careful about it, you know what Voldemort can do.
i believe in you
love, mother"
he gasp slightly, "she's alive..."
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coconuts and strawberries | draco malfoy
Fanfictioncompleted draco x reader, an enemies to lovers story this story was one of my first so it makes me cringe extremely, but thank you for all the love <3
