Letter 2

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Dear Natalia, 

You make me happy, and that's not an easy thing to do. You make me feel something I almost never feel, happiness, an at-home feeling. I'm at home when we're together. I know you only see me as a friend, but I love you. Your enchanting blue-green eyes are beautiful,  your mesmerizing smile puts me in a daze. I'm smiling now just thinking about it.  And I know you don't feel the same, I know that when we're studying together you don't find yourself staring at me like how I stare at you. I can't keep my eyes off you, I don't want to. You're like a drug, I just want more and more, until I'm addicted. When we are together, I can't keep my mind from daydreaming about these impossible but beautiful fantasies. And they never leave, they're always here, haunting me. Because I know you would never like a muggle-born hating boy with daddy-issues like me. I bet you go for guys like Cedric, or Harry, that fucking Potter. I bet you feel the same way I do towards you, but instead, you're looking at Harry. That hurts. My heart aches for you. When I'm alone at night, crying in my bed, I imagine myself holding you here in my bed. Take me home Natalia, I swear I'll be good. 

Love Draco

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