Author's Notes: Chapter dedicated to lost angel92. Reviews appreciated!

October 31, 1994

July 3, 1997

Dear Harry,

It seems I haven't written in a while, as school's leaving me hardly any time. The Beauxbatons and Durmstrang lot arrived today, as you'll do doubt have realized (no shit, Draco). Can you believe Krum is still in school? I never knew. Weasley's face was priceless when Krum sat next to me at dinner. I was immensely pleased myself, as I'm sure anyone in their right mind would have been. He's not very talkative though, which turned out to be a bit of a disappointment.

Out of Durmstrang, I expect Krum will be chosen as the champion. I don't know Beaxbatons all that well, and I'm still holding out for a Slytherin to make Champion of Hogwarts. It's fitting, isn't it, since almost all of the rest of the school hate Slytherin. It has a sense of irony.

And what about this Age Line? It seems a bit simple for such an important event. I almost feel even I can get over it, but I'm not willing to risk it. Not that I'm a coward, but Dumbledore's speech about the dangers did kind of put me off it a bit.

Not you, though, I expect. It probably thrilled you to know that you could die at any second, didn't it? You just love getting into these deadly situations. It's quite pointless. And yet, you always manage to get your arse saved and get out of them.

I'm impressed.

Oh, I can't believe I just wrote down that I was impressed by you, of all people. I think the excitement of the Tournament is affecting my mental health. Maybe I should see Madam Pomfrey? Nah, she'll probably somehow manage to turn the conversation to you, as most professors are wont to do. I despise that, you know?

I know you like Hagrid, but I just can't understand how. Those Blast-Ended Skrewts or whatever they're called are the most vile, disgusting creature I have ever seen. You could tell even he didn't know what was useful about them, either. "That's next lesson, Malfoy." Yeah, as if. He just likes them because they're awful beasts. I can't help being horrible to him.

And that Weasel really irks me. The article about his family was great, and so was the chance to rub it in his face. I'd like to say I'm not normally that vindictive. I think I'm oddly jealous of the fact that he's your best friend. Not that I'd like to spend all of my time with you. Not at all. It's just the point of the matter - you turned me down for him. Not that I think we could be best friends or anything, anyway. It's only fair that since he's always boasting about it, I can brag about my parents and put his down.

I was actually surprisingly hurt when you insulted my mother. I know we're enemies, but you've never really insulted me as much as Weasley, and I wasn't expecting it from you. Things have always been harsher between me and Weasley, a sort of 'he stole you from me and now I have to retaliate' kind of thing. i just disliked you because of my father, but you... you honestly hate me for who I am. That kind of upsets me, in fact.

There, I've said. I don't hate you, and I'm upset that you hate me.

I think that's what caused me to attack you, that realization that I don't hate you, but you hate me. You don't know how embarrassing it was when Moody turned me into a fucking ferret. It was humiliating, being turned into a rodent. It was horribly painful, too. I feel like a walking bruise. It was degrading, and painful, and now even people like Hagrid are having the audacity to mock me. I bet you and the rest of the Golden Trio are laughing about it now.

I wish I hadn't been a right bastard to you. Maybe you wouldn't hate me. From now on, I'm making a promise to leave you alone.

From,

Draco