All about us
Hermione,
I love you. I've finally said it. I just wanted you to know, because tomorrow I might die. No, I will die. Now don't cry, because I already accepted it. Tomorrow during the battle I will die. Another thing is that I realized, last year, that I'm a coward. Now don't disagree, please. I did many cowardly things during school; to many to count. Anyways, the whole reason for this letter is to tell you that I love you before I die. Hermione Jean Granger: I love you now and forever. Please understand and tomorrow please don't go trying to save my cowardly arse. I'll miss you and I'll watch over you from Heaven.
Draco
Tears brimmed from Hermione's eyes, the salty liquid plopping onto the new parchment with all the emotion from the letter. Hermione sniffled and folded the paper up, putting it back in the green envelope. She stood up from sitting on the cold cobblestone floor of the living quarters of the D.A.; The Room of Requirement, and walked over to a shelf. The shelf held quills, parchment, and ink. She grabbed a small piece of parchment, ink, and a quill. She sat down again, but this time in more of a secluded area, to write a letter back to the so-called coward.
Draco,
I don't understand why you call yourself a coward, and I don't understand why you think you will die. Being a coward doesn't mean you have to die. Think of the life ahead of you. After the battle come looking for me. I can't say much right now, but tomorrow, when we BOTH survive, I'll finish.
A trustworthy friend,
Hermione
P.S. Stay strong Draco, I trust you to make the right decision. I'll be waiting for you.
She finishes the letter and calls over a school owl, "Send this to Draco Malfoy." Before she sends it though, she puts a spell on it so no one can read it. Once the small barn owl had the letter it flew off to who knows where to deliver the message. Once the bird was gone Hermione lays down on her hammock, trying to sleep a few more hours before her possible death.
Draco just sat there, trying to understand what the secret message was; if there was a secret message. He reread the letter a few more times, a few tears splashing here and there. Who knew that someone actually cared for him. His mother stopped once he failed to do his job last year, she fears for him now. Draco puts the letter under his pillow, thinking it'll keep I safe from what will soon happen. Draco lays down on his king sized, green and silver canopy bed, and falls asleep not knowing that someone has dreams of him, and he will do the same.