I do not have the honor of owning any part of Harry Potter. That honor belongs to J.K. Rowling.
AN: Hello readers! I am working on expanding my vocabulary and wanted to practice using new words in sentences, which led to the creation of this. This is just a short letter that I imagine Draco might have sent Hermione, had he changed sides. I appreciate any feedback, and please remember this was just an attempt to practice using new words!
For the bibliophile:
Your brilliance and kindness has imbued me to change my ways. It is as if I were a fish in a polluted ocean, and you pulled me out with a gaff, into a fresh river. Of course, you never actually did anything. Not to me, at least. We are in the midst of a war, and my father being a mandarin, I was pulled into it as well. Perhaps it was the Dark Lord's nepotism towards my family. Perhaps it was that I could make effective potions while his minions could only achieve glutinous concoctions. For a while, I just went with it. What else could I do? Your name. I once heard one of them, I can't remember what he was called nor do I care, speak your name. She is hiding they said. She is a coward they said. There is a reward for her head, they said. They all laughed. I laughed too. But not for the same reasons. They didn't know what you were capable of. Not like I did. I knew better. Their leader was worried. He was furious. I knew you were up to something that would bring him down. You are brave. I am a coward. How could I stand there while people got hurt? Nothing mattered anymore. I quaffed a shot of firewhiskey and apparated somewhere else. I was running away like a coward. But then I realized that if I should die, then I should make myself useful and fight him. Fight him for all those years that I was silent. I don't know when this nightmare we live in will end. I don't even know if my efforts are worth it. But for you, and that moment of enlightenment you once gave me, I will continue. This probably sounds very unlike me and quite declaimed. Please try to understand, I'm not who everyone thinks I am. I don't want him to win. That wouldn't be right. Don't let our past enmity prevent you from forgiving me. I'm sorry. I've always admired you, I was just too afraid to admit it. It went against everything I was taught. Admiring you wasn't an option. I hope one day you can find it in your heart to forgive me, and if I live to accept me. I wish this were all over soon. Forgive me…
-The Ferret