Hey everyone, so hear it is! As i'm sure you can tell if your are a return reader i didn't make many changes here except to condense the letters to one chapter. i'm going to do this to all of the story currently written in the hope of making the chapters a little longer. i will also be writing them longer to start with. Thank you for your kind words and prayers for my family, my husband and i appreciate them all. You are wonderful people and i thank you from the bottom of my heart.
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Evangeline Malfoy-Riddle
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Dear Emerald,
This is what I shall call you incase this ends up in the wrong hands. This way no one but me will know who we both are.
Emerald I know you miss Padfoot, I do too, but he wouldn't want you to mourn like this forever. Please smile, for Padfoot and for me. Merlin knows you have never smiled at or because of me but just seeing you smile made me happy.
I'm sure you are wondering who I am, please understand that I can't tell you yet. We are not great friends but that is what I hope to change by writing you these letters. I hope to gain only your friendship; I know you have your heart set on Ginny Weasley.
I am sure you suspicious of my letter, and in times such as these you should be suspicious of mysterious letter writers, but I promise you Emerald I mean you no harm. However if you prefer not to correspond with me just send a reply saying so back with my owl, her name is Artemis.
Always,
Prince
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Prince,
I understand why you call me Emerald, and since the only thing I can conclude from your letter is that you are a Slytherin and I apparently don't like you very much I appreciate the discretion, but why call yourself Prince? As for Padfoot I know you are correct though I am curious as to how you know him. I do miss him but he isn't why I'm not smiling lately.
If you watch me as often as I think you do you will have noticed the rift that has grown between Weasley, Granger and me. You will also have noticed the many masks I wear; the removal of one of these masks is the reason for them to "revoke their friendship". Like they were every really friends to begin with.
I don't know why I am telling you all this, for all I know you are a death eater trying to lull me into a false sense of security so you can kill me later or Malfoy trying to learn all me deepest darkest secrets so he can exploit them for all of Hogwarts. As for your assumption about Ginny, she is like a sister to me.
Hoping you are not trying to kill me but will keep writing anyway,
Emerald
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Emerald,
An interesting observation, earlier in your letter you say I could be a death eater or Malfoy but in your closing you only hope I'm not trying to kill you, maybe my assumption about Miss Weasley isn't the only wrong one? While I can see you are darker than most think and there for unbothered by death eaters, I was under the impression you and Malfoy hated each other.
Padfoot was family to me. He was bonded to my godfather. There are many things about him I wonder if you know or not. I am sure whatever mask you removed your friends will come to accept. It seems the three of you are always fighting but you always make up. Though I think you can do better in the way of friends.
You are right I do watch you which is how I noticed you're darker than you let on. Don't worry though it's only visible to the well trained eye. I am a Slytherin and I promise I'm not trying to kill you or exploit your secrets.
Always,
Prince
P.S.- Not all Slytherins are out to get you
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Prince,
After the display in the Great Hall at breakfast I am sure you can figure out why Weasley and Granger revoked their "friendship". By this time tomorrow afternoon everyone will know Harry Potter is gay! While I have always hated the fame attached to my name, never have I loathed it more than I do now. Not even when it kept me from being sorted into my true house or from making real friends. Your right, Malfoy does hate me, I turned down his friendship first year.
I did not know about the wizarding world before I got my letter, not that I was in fact a wizard, or about Voldemort and my fame, or even my parents. I live with my aunt and uncle, magic hating muggles, who work me like a house elf, starve and beat me if I do something "freaky" or wrong and told me my parents died in a car crash. My letter was addressed to the cupboard under the stairs. While shopping in Diagon Alley for my school supplies I met a boy in Madame Malkins. He told me all about the Hogwarts houses and I knew I was a Slytherin. I never told him my name but he told me his; Draco Malfoy.
Later when Hagrid told me about Voldemort and Being the Boy-Who-Lived and the evil Slytherins I knew what I had to do. I knew he wasn't gone for good, I could feel it. I convinced the sorting hat to put me in Gryffindor and I became the perfect Golden Boy, ready to be molded into a weapon, or so they thought. I turned down the boy from the robe shops offer of friendship. That friendship is the biggest thing my fame has cost me. That boy grew up to be everything I knew he would be. Every day I have to pretend to be someone I'm not and I hate it.
I have known Weasley and Granger are paid to be my friends since the Chamber of Secrets second year. They were, very stupidly, talking about it at my bedside believing me to be asleep.
The strangest thing happened in potions today. Because I am currently Gryffindor's biggest outcast I was partnered with Draco Malfoy and while we were getting our supplies from the cupboard he stopped me with a hand on my arm and said "It's their loss Harry, not yours." He used my name, as if he called me Harry everyday!
I have been exiled from Gryffindor so it seems I will be eating in the kitchen and trying to avoid curses in my sleep.
Until Next Time,
Emerald
P.S. - I know a great many things about Padfoot that many people think I don't.
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Emerald,
This is earlier than I planned but none of my plans work out the way they are meant to when you're involved. If you are amenable meet me in the RoR after dinner. Considering the contents of your last letter I think we need to talk.
Always,
Prince
P.S.- Eat in the Great Hall, don't give them the satisfaction of running you off.
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Well there it is! What do you guys think?