Dear Ginny,
I don't even know if I should call you that anymore. Would Ginevra be more appropriate? I'm not sure. This is rather unsettling; I can't decide what to call you. I was only writing because... well actually, I've been writing to you since the day you left me. I've just been too much the coward I am to send it to you. But I miss you, and I want you back, even if you don't want me. I want to call you my own, and I want you to call me yours, and then I can kiss you the way I used to, the way I dream about so often. I still remember the taste of your lips, a haunting hint of cherry lingering on mine after every time you kissed me.
The worst part is, I knew you were using me. You didn't want me. You didn't want anybody. And you don't want him, whomever you're with now. But I still want you back. My hands itch for your smooth and freckled skin, and I can't but reminisce about the way you said my name. I should have seen it coming though- I did see it coming. You used men left and right, and still, I welcomed you into my arms, welcomed you into my heart. You were too wonderful to resist. I'm only human, however animalistic I may seem. Probably, most of the men you leave are angry that you tricked them. Betrayed them, they might say. But it wasn't as though they didn't know that that was what you did. Like little girls with their first bad boy boyfriends, they tried to change your ways, I'm sure, and were disappointed when you rushed of to the next unsuspecting victim. I wasn't angry at you, no. I was angrier with myself for letting you slip away. I know somewhere inside your cruel heart is the sweet girl who was deceived by a diary, and I hope one day I can have her back. I love you, Ginny, Ginevra, whoever you are these days.
Yours,
Draco
Draco reread the letter, scowling to himself. He growled in anger as he crumpled up the letter as he had on so many ocassions, and tossed it into the roaring fire. They say fire is blazing, but it's nothing compared to Ginny. Draco took out a new sheet of paper and quickly scribbled the following:
Ginny-
I'm glad you finally found someone to make you happy. I just wish it could have been me.
Yours,
DM
He sent it away with his owl, the smallest of smiles on his lips as his wife called for him from the next room.
Prompt/theme: betray - to lead astray, deceive
Challenge: You must add this bit of narration in the format of a letter/note in your drabble: I'm glad you finally found someone to make you happy. I just wish it could have been me.
Bonus: a twist.
Word count: 500 words, maximum.
Deadline: Monday, June 7th.
A/N Hmm... so what do you think? I rather like it myself, though Ginny is much different than the usual. Sorry if Draco seems a bit OOC. Review? Yes? No? ...Maybe?
And without the A/N and the Guidelines, it's 450 words, if you were wondering. ;)