Dear Harry,
I am sure you will be surprised to receive this letter. Probably as surprised as I am scared, of writing it. But now that the war is finally over and the wizarding world is finally falling back into its normal pace, I believe it is time to tell you of everything I have held in me from the day I met you.
From the very first moment that I met you at Madam Malkin's shop, to the last time I saw you, during the battle of Hogwarts, you have changed me. These last seven years, you have affected me more than you'll ever know. I admit today that there were times when I was jealous of you. There were times when I may even have been obsessed with you. But I also admit how wonderful it felt to watch you finally obsess over me during our sixth year. The entire year, I focused on finding ways of killing Prof. Albus Dumbledore, the man that loved you more than most. The man you respected more than anyone, and for even thinking of killing him, I hated myself, not for what it would do to me, but what it would do to you. However, to have you follow me, was my solace during the turmoil.
Let me start at the very beginning, the day you stood at Madam Malkin's in Diagon Alley, I rambled. I didn't know who you were just then, but I was excited about finally meeting someone from Hogwarts. I decided then that we'd be fast friends. Little did I know, we'd be anything but that. When I joined Hogwarts, as a young boy of only eleven, I was a naïve child who had seen as much of the world as his father's eyes offered him. While you inherited your mother's love and care, I inherited my father's entitlement. I felt like I could buy the world. When I met you next at Hogwarts, I saw you with Ron. However, when I saw Ron at the time, I did not see the boy you saw. I saw the red hair, the freckles, and the old clothes. My whole life, I had been taught to identify the rich and belittle everyone else. Ron was the first subject of my naïve yet vicious tongue. For that first encounter, I would be eternally apologetic. All the consequent encounters however, I do not apologize for.
Ron Weasley was a boy with little brain, and no money and yet, he had an abundance of wealth. What he lacked in Knuts and Galleons, he made up for with the love he received from you. Ron and you became friends, something I hoped you and I could be one day and something I tried every day to make of Crabbe and Goyle. By the time I realized the importance of your friendship however, it was obviously too late. You despised me and Crabbe and Goyle obeyed me. However, the first time you chased me on your broom for Neville's Remembrall was when I realized that, just because we can't be friends, doesn't mean we cant have any kind of relationship. Every seeker wants the golden snitch more than anything else, and yet, they do not love the golden snitch. Similarly, you will always be something I want more than anything else: my golden snitch, and I will always be the first thing you chased on the Quiddich field, even when you did not love me as your golden snitch.
During our first Hogwarts Christmas if you remember, I teased you about not having a place to go home to. What you didn't realize, and I probably didn't either just then was that, I would have gladly taken you home to meet my father. He would have despised you, but that could perhaps have been my first indication of rebellion against him.
Or perhaps I wouldn't have just then. I wasn't as brave as you. I never thought I was a coward but when I saw the man drinking the unicorn's blood, I couldn't help myself. My first instinct was to run. That was what I had always been taught: to protect myself first. I hope you don't still critic me for that. I was afraid. But I'm not anymore.
I also admit to being jealous of you. You were the star boy, with Dumbledore's fondness of you, your natural talent on the Quiddich field, your bravery, your loyalty and the loyalty of those closest to you. Oh, and when you won the house cup even when Slytherine had won it. I despised you then. But that is all behind me now.
I realise now just how much the little things affected us while we were oblivious to all the major changes. Like, for example, I never thought I'd sit around and introspect on everything between us since our very first year. But then again, there was a reason you were always on my mind. I'll write back with more later.
With all my love and more,
Yours forever,
Draco