Disclaimer: Again I do not own these character. That privilege belongs to the great J.K. Rowling. I am just borrowing them.

A/N: So I thank everyone who has read this story so far. However I find myself having difficulty continuing the story. I have yet to receive any reviews and since this is my first story I find myself discouraged and unmotivated. Please someone let me know how I am doing so far. Do you like it or hate it? Have I made any errors with the grammar or spelling? Are Harry or Draco to far OOC? Any review would help me regain my confidence to continue writing, even if its just a quick 'keep up the good work'. Otherwise I may have to just scrap this story and focus on one of my other story ideas.

Anyways on to the next chapter.

Chapter 4

Idiotic Twatface Draco,

I hope your trip to Diagon Ally was enjoyable. It is where we first met so it does hold a special place for me. Although I doubt you will remember that day since you were all of 11 at the time.

I also hope you will be able to find some rest at Hogwarts as your home is sounding positively crowded and the people visiting don't sound like the nicest of guests. Sending the host on errands all hours of the night and making fun of him for trivial things.

Things are starting to fall into place but the others want to wait to go over everything a few more times. Our plans are set for the most part and I am starting to go stir crazy with all the waiting. We also have rivals keeping an eye on us so we can't move or talk freely without ruining everything. They are getting on my nerves and it seems like ever day they are more of them. As if they know we are close.

My friend is practically finished with our communications problem. I will send it to you soon but I wont say what it is or when I am sending it just in case someone is reading this besides you.

As for following in your fathers footsteps, you are young. Maybe when you graduate you can talk him into a few years of freedom (professionally at least) before you start taking over. I think you would be a brilliant potions master and to show my faith I have included a small investment. For now keep it close to you as a good luck charm and maybe someday it can go towards opening a small shop, even if its only for a while.

You are right in that I did say that we 'did' go to school together but you should know better than to assume anything. However to answer your question I think what I want to do is work for the ministry for a few years and then maybe become a teacher. I tutored for a bit at Hogwarts and I actually quite enjoyed it. Maybe after some real world experience they will let me come back and teach for real.

What is your favorite color?

Forever yours,

Harrietta P. Griffone

August 28th, 1997

P.S. I warned you about making fun of my 'dears' and 'darlings'

Draco frowned as he re-read Henrietta's latest letter. Surely she knew that he didn't need the money but he smiled at the gesture none the less. He supposed it wouldn't hurt him to carry it around for good luck. Merlin only knew he could use all the good luck he could get.

The other curious thing was how she had spelled her name this time. Surely it was an accidental miss spelling. If anyone else was reading these letters he was sure they didn't even catch it. To Draco however, the mistake stood out. Maybe it was intentional, and maybe it was another clue.

HeNrietta,

I don't believe I have seen anyone mis-spell their own name in a correspondence before. Makes me question if your name is in fact Henrietta P. Griffone. This could open up a few previously disregarded theories I have had if this is the case.

I look forward to seeing this interesting piece of magic but understand your reluctance to disclose exactly how it will work. I don't believe my letters are being observed anymore but there is no telling if or when they will start being monitored again.

As for your investment, it is appreciated but unneeded. My family as you know has plenty of money without it. Seeing as you did not include a token with your last letter I will treat it as a replacement however and use it as a lucky charm as you suggested.

Teaching is a noble profession and working for the ministry for a few years is a great way to gain experience. It seems that you have thought your future through. So you must either be a seventh year like me or recently graduated although I will try my best not to assume anymore. I see that it has led me down some dead ends that is the mystery of who you are.

Everyone always assumes that my favorite color is green due to being the 'Slytherin Prince' (their words not mine). However my favorite color is in fact blue. You should feel luck to have such knowledge since the only other person who knows is in fact my mother. She noticed early on that I was not as enthusiastic when my father gifted me with a new green item (which is the only color he ever got when there was a choice). She noticed that I tended to favor blue when I had the opportunity to buy for myself.

Again sorry for the delay in responding. Not only has it been busy but your last letter gave me much to think on. Is there any other wildly misleading things that your letters have insinuated to keep me from solving your mystery?

Agitated and Contemplative,

Draco L. Malfoy

August 29th, 1997

P.S. I never thought I would actually prefer to be called 'darling' by anyone.

Draco,

Sorry about the short response but things here are happening quickly. Our plan is set and we will be putting it into action any day now. I believe after this letter you will finally have enough clues to figure out who I am. Hopefully once you do you will not forsake the friendship we have built over the past month for I truly wish us to remain friends.

Your lucky charm is more than what is seems and I hope it warms you to know that all you have to do is speak my true name to activate it. To help you figure out my true name know that I would be seeing you for our final year at Hogwarts together tomorrow but there are things keeping me away. We have spent the last 6 years quarrelling with each other but now I really wish I had taken your hand when you extended it to me as first years. As for things that mislead you, my name is definitely one of them. If it wasn't for my name you never would have assumed that I was indeed a girl.

Hopefully I will hear from you soon.

Harrietta P. Griffin

August 31st, 1997

Draco re-read the letter over three times to let everything sink in. He couldn't believe what he was reading and he was scared that he finally knew who he had been talking to. Draco pulled out the other letters from the hidden drawer in his desk. Re reading the other letters with this new information things everything clicked into place. It couldn't be. And yet Draco realized with dawning horror that it was.

Draco pulled out the galleon and turned it over and over, hoping and praying he was wrong. Because if he was right then he had no idea why this person would ever reach out to him. Was he just trying to trick him? Was everything said in the last few weeks a lie? Or was he truly trying to right wrongs and become friends?

It was all to much to take in. Draco hesitated for a moment before slipping the coin back into his pocket. He didn't know what to do with this information but that coin maybe his only chance. For now Draco would take it with and tomorrow when he was back at Hogwarts he would devote some time to thinking about what this all meant. For he quickly stashed the letters into the bottom of his trunk under his potions ingredients. He could hear the tell tell clack of his aunts shoes as she came down the hall.

His was the only room this far down so he knew she would be here momentarily. Schooling his features once more, Draco took a deep breath and turned to meet what ever horrors his aunt had planned for him now. If was his going away party tonight after all.