Sincerely, A Fool
Harry Potter
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters! J. K. Rowling does!
Warnings: mentioned male/male pairings, it's kind of sad?
I've placed this story in a sort of AU where most things are as they are in the book with just slight differences. Seeing as it's almost Harry's birthday and I thought I'd write an HP story while I had the time. Maybe I'll more when it is his birthday, IDK. Enjoy!
24 July, 1996
Draco Malfoy
Malfoy Manor
Wiltshire, England
Dear Draco,
Do you remember the first time you told me you loved me? I do. We were in second year; both of us silly, naive twelve year olds. At least I thought it was that way but I was wrong. I was the silly one. I was the naive one. I was the one who blindly trusted you despite all warnings not to. I guess it's because I really wanted to believe you were a kid too. I desperately wanted to believe you were being forced to do the things you do by your parents. That you were being forced to say the things you say by your parents. That you were being forced to play for the Dark as I was the Light. The first time you told me you loved me I was crying. The whole "Heir of Slytherin" thing wasn't easy for me and you were there when no one else was. I still remember word for word what you said: "It doesn't matter what they say. It won't ever because as long as you believe in yourself and as long as you know you're telling the truth then you'll be okay. I love you Harry. And I believe in you. I always will." It meant a lot to me. It still does. I remember I said: "I love you too, Draco." I meant it. I still do.
Do you remember in third year when you said we'd be together for ever? It was after I told you Sirius Black was after me. Sirius Black, the, then assumed, mass murderer. You asked if I was scared. I wasn't. You asked why I wasn't and I said it was because I'd already accepted the fact that I was sure to die soon. You promised it wouldn't happen. You promised we'd be together forever, that we'd grow old together. I didn't believe you, but I wanted to. I knew it wasn't a promise you could keep, but it meant a lot to me. It still does. I told you that I would love to grow old together. I meant it. I still do.
Do you remember the Triwizard Tournament in fourth year? When once again the whole school turned against me, but you didn't. You helped me. I remember after the first task I asked you why you helped me, and you said: "Because I believe you Harry, and I'll help you no matter what happens. I promise." I felt so happy. I felt relieved. It meant a lot to me. It still does. I promised that I'd always help you too. No matter what happens. I meant it. I still do.
Do you remember when you left Hogwarts to serve Voldemort? It was two weeks into fifth year. I cried. I couldn't believe it. I wouldn't believe it. I asked you if your parents were forcing you. I asked you if that was what you truly wanted. You laughed in my face. You asked how I be so stupid as to believe you'd ever love someone like me. I'm not sure if you meant it. I don't want to know if you did. I cried even more. You meant a lot to me. You still do. I should have heeded their warnings. I shouldn't have believed you. Did any of it ever mean anything to you?
Sincerely,
A Fool
A/N: I know I've been gone forever but I wrote this yesterday as I was going back home from New York and thought I'd post it. If you're from my Percy Jackson stories then I know you guys have been wondering when I'd post another chapter to The Lightning Thief and the answer is sometime this year. Sorry (because SO many of you have asking for another chapter) for not being able to give you an exact date but I promise I will continue the story. Slowly, but I will continue it. I hope you guys liked this and please review! Remember: I love you guys!
26 July, 2016
-Laysi
