Draco nervously wiped his hands on his pants. He had been stupid to agree to this. No one cared about his life or his side of the story. Breathe in and out – in – out – in through the nose – out through the mouth. Deal with the panic, don't let it take over.
He tried to find a comfortable positon when the door flew open and a woman in her mid-thirties burst into the room.
"Mr Malfoy, I'm so sorry I'm late! It's a pleasure to meet you."
"No worries, you too."
"So I guess we'll just go straight to the point," she said seriously as she settled in the chair opposite him. "You told me in your letter that your wife talked you into this, so I'd like to clarify whether this is truly your own choice. Because there is no point in writing this book unless you want to open up and come out with the absolute truth. Are you willing to do that? Because once it's out there, there's no going back. So I'll ask again, are sure this biography is what you want?"
Draco hesitated. He knew he didn't have to do this. He could back out now and never speak of those years again, leave it all behind like he'd always wanted. Or he could tell his story to this woman and wait for public's judgement of him. The answer was suddenly clear to him and for the first time that day Draco felt as if he could relax.
"Yes, I'm sure."
She studied him closely for any sign of regret but found none.
"Very well then. Draco, is it alright if I call you Draco? Please tell me what it was like being the only son of Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy?"
Draco took a deep breath and began talking.
Hello!
I know there aren't many of you following this story (and I doubt anyone care any more) but yet I'd like to thank you for showing interest in my first attempt at writing and publishing fanfiction. I, regrettably, have to inform you all that this story will not continue. I started it three years ago and stopped writing it half a year later and in the years that have passed I have moved on and away. This last little bit was simply me being a little sentimental and giving the story something akin to an ending.
I hope none of you will take this too hard and I am, once again, thankful for showed interest.
Lots and love
Goodbye
P.S. I obviously have it all figured out and occasionally revisits the story in my mind to rewrite it over and over again. Sadly this does not change the fact that this story is over. I might try my hand at something similar in the future but until then this story is locked safely in my head.
