Draco,
Could you please stop being such an arrogant prick?! Yes, I said your name, yes, I'm rather fond of you, but there is no need to stand and gloat. No need to rub it in and take advantage of my affections.
Now I can see that writing to you in the first place has been a complete waste of my time, you haven't changed, you're still the spoilt little brat that preys on weaker more vulnerable people because… well. I don't know why.
Does it give you some sort of satisfaction? Does it make you feel better about yourself? A nice little self confidence boost? Maybe it's the rush of adrenaline? I don't know.
But if you're going to stand there and lead me on just to break my heart then I won't bother. Don't make me regret seeing the good in you for all those years.
But there's more… I think you need to talk about what happened with your mother and father. I know it isn't the easiest thing for you to do but please, for my sake, I can see it's tearing you apart that you didn't stay to help her, and that you left her with your father but now you are paying the price. Don't give up on her Draco. Even if it means you drag yourself to England and search high and low for her then you should do it.
Hermione.