Dear Draco

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Dear Harry,

I was so overwhelmed by your letter, by the way you think about me, dream about me. It brought tears into my eyes. And I really do not cry easily.

Can you picture cold, proud Slytherin Prince Draco Malfoy sobbing over a love letter. Well I couldn't either. Until now!

All I can think now is 'It's true! It's real! I'm not just dreaming.'

I was so scared while i was waiting for your reply. I couldn't sleep, I couldn't focus on anything to do. I was so afraid that you might tell me I had gotten it all wrong.

But now I know. Now I can dare to believe it and open myself to you.

You must know, I never revealed my feelings to anyone. My father taught me that a Malfoy is not supposed to show his emotions. That's why I reacted so violently after you caught me crying in the bathroom in Sixth Year. A Malfoy isn't supposed to show weakness.

But all that is in the past now. You told me you care for me and I really want this – us – to continue.

I so want to see you as soon as possible, but, as you may already have guessed fro the long time it took our owls to deliver our letters, I am not in England at the moment. My parents and me are staying at our holiday residence in Southern France and we are not going to return to England for three more weeks.

It's too bad it's not possible to Apparate such a long distance. I would so love to be able to tell you everything I am going to write now face to face, looking into your gorgeous emerald eyes.

But in three weeks, I swear, there will be nothing that keeps me away from you. Until then I can only hope that you will write me as much and as often as you can.

I thought so much about you these last days and it stroke me that I know so little about you, about your life outside Hogwarts.

Where are you living now? I know that you grew up with some Muggle relatives. How was that? Are you living there still? I simply can't imagine Harry Potter in a Muggle house, leading a Muggle life. Well, I don't know much about Muggles anyway.

And, please believe me, I am not going to talk badly about Muggles or Muggle-borns any more. I am sorry, if I hurt you with my insulting remarks in the past. I promise, this will never happen again.

And if you want me to, I will come to meet your Muggle family and try and become friends with them. I would do anything if I knew it makes you happy.

I know now that I have been wrong about many things in the past, but that was how I was brought up, that wa what I was taught to believe in.

And – you really have to believe this – I never belonged to Voldemort completely. I was scared, I followed his orders out of fear, and because my father expected me to - yes, I was a goddamn coward – but I never believed in his goals.

How can you care for me the way you do after all you know about me, after everything you have seen be do and heard me say. I was always such a self-centred coward, and you, you were always so selfless and courages. You risk your life for others. I have never really risked anything in my life.

To be honest, the greatest risk I have ever taken is opening my heart to you. I have never really known love. I know my parents care for me but they hardly ever showed it openly. These things simply aren't done in the Malfoy family.

Yes, you see, I am scared. Maybe even more scared than of Voldemort himself. I have always been afraid of making myself vulnerable by giving my feelings away.

But now, with you, I am ready to take the risk. You mean too much to me to let this chance slip by . I will dare to fal in love with you! And my hands are shaking while I write this.

Please write back soon. Tell me all the things about yourself I failed to ask you until now.

I think I will go for a walk by the sea now and imagine you were there with me.

Yours (from now on and forever)
Draco