Summary:
DRABBLE written for the 10 song meme I
posted on LJ, inspired by the song "I can feel a hot one", by
Manchester Orchestra.
Disclaimer:
Not mine, yet.
Author's Note:
It was followed by a series of drabbles, but it was a complete
different fandom and it made no sense posting them all here. If
anyone wants to check them out, my LJ account figures on my profile.
I CAN FEEL A HOT ONE
Tears were falling down his face like crazy, and Draco even feared he might dehydrate if he kept crying, but he couldn't stop. The letter in his hand was wet and wrinkled, and the ink had washed off a bit, so it would be hard if someone had to read it.
It didn't mind, though, because Draco knew it almost by heart. He hadn't even needed to read it to know what it said. The stamp made very clear who it was from, and to read the word DISEASED in the first paragraph was enough for him to make out the rest.
The date and address of the funeral was also figured on the letter, but Draco didn't even read it; he wasn't planning on going. The least he needed was the magic community, watching him grieve over his dead lover. He would mourn in silence, he would mourn alone. Harry would have wanted it that way.