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Title: The Year in Review

Author: Draco Volatile

Rating: PG-13

Disclaimer: All Harry Potter characters, material, and logos belong to J. K. Rowling. The plot -if there is one- belongs to
me.

Summary: Harry feels incomplete after leaving Hogwarts. He writes to Draco to help him feel better.

WARNING: Profanity and m/m slash hints.

A/N: I've never done anything like this before. I just used my own personal experiences of leaving a school as reference, so
bear with me.
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Chapter 3 - Draco's Reply
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Draco Malfoy sat up in bed. A tapping noise had woken him up. He looked to the window to see a snowy owl with a letter tied
to her foot on his windowsill. He quickly got out of bed and let her in.

"Potter?" he asked in awe as he read the letter. The ink was smeared from the rain, but he could make out what Harry had
written. "What the hell?"

Harry missed him. Draco felt an ache in the deepest depth of his heart. No one had ever missed him before. Not even his own
friends, Crabbe, Goyle, and Pansy. And here was Harry Potter, writing him a letter saying that he wished he was back at
Hogwarts with him. Draco found his quill and parchment and began a response. He had no desire to write to Harry Potter, even
after he had said he missed him, but since he had nothing better to do, he guessed that Harry should get an answer.


Potter-

I don't see why you'd want to write to me, after you've scowled, sneered, and acted like a complete asshole to me for seven
years. But if you're so desperate for someone to talk to, then a rude answer is better than none, right?

No, I haven't got a job. And if you don't care, then why did you ask?

So did Granger and Weasley ditch you yet? Why aren't you writing to them?

Sincerely,
Draco Malfoy


He folded the letter and tied it to Hedwig's leg. She flew out the open window. Draco sighed and read Harry's note for the
second time. *Dear* Draco, it said. Was Harry just being polite in his letter, or was he serious? Draco vaguely wished that
he had written more than just 'Potter'. Oh well. He guessed it didn't matter.

Draco opened his trunk from Hogwarts and pulled out the yearbook that all the seventh years got. Inside were pictures of all
the students in his year. He found Harry's picture. For some reason, it wasn't smiling and waving like all the others, except
maybe for Weasley's. But the Picture Harry certainly wasn't scowling. It was glancing around in an uncertain sort of way.
Draco closed the book and put it back in his trunk. Somehow it hurt to look at his old classmates.
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