Harry sat on the chair he found most comfortable and watched as his new Headmistress hurried away to go get something.
It had been a few minutes so Harry decided to write a letter, to pass the time.
Ron,
I don't know where you are but I hope that you are doing well. Hogwarts is back and everyone seems to be settling in just fine. Please, take your time on your journey. I hope that you return happy, as Fred would want...
Harry stared at his letter and erased everything after Fred with a new charm he had learned.
"Vim Extermina" he spoke drawing his finger against the words.
... as Fred passes onto the next life, those who knew him must move on, cherishing the memories that we have of him, because as Fred goes away.. His memories stay.
With love, Harry
Harry folded the letter and attached it to an unfamiliar screech owl, watching as it flew away. He thought of Hedwig.
"Mister Potter," McGonagall called walking towards him. Harry stood up and took the thin piece of parchment with uncertainty.
Harry, by the time you read this you will be 18 years of age. I congratulate you on all the success you have had these past years, but now you have come into an inheritance. If you feel any pain at night or sudden loneliness with a desire for self harm, this is the answer. Upon the age of 17-24 wizards and witches are given a mate. Someone they will share their life with. The reason for all you have gone through since your 18 birthday is because you and your mate have not found each other. Fear not, I will write your mate's name on the back of this parchment, but know it is not who you think.
Albus Percival Wolfric Brian Dumbledore
Harry turned the page over.
Draco Malfoy
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Inheritance | Drarry Fanfiction
FanfictionHarry potter sits in the hospital wing, not exactly injured but because Headmistress M. McGonagall told him she needed to show him something. It had been a few months after killing Voldemort and Harry had started getting pains every night, confessin...
