As Vanessa stood in the corridor, sobbing, she re-read the words that had
forced her to leave the Dining Hall.
"Dearest Vanessa,
I am sorry to bother you on your first day at your new school, but I cannot go on without telling you that I don't love you. That may seem rather blunt, but I have discovered Clarissa and, quite frankly, she and I are going steady. Cally and I are perfect for each other and she is wonderful in ways that you can only dream of.
I hope this reaches you in good health, and you do not have a dramatic 'incident' like you have so many times while I was present.
Cheers, and have a nice life,
Dillon"
She read it again and again, then unaware that she had an audience, turned and walked up to the Owlery. Opening the door, she walked over the table that had parchment on it, and quickly scribbled a rude letter, laced with explicit vocabulary. As she sniffed and tied the letter a school owls leg, her follower approached from behind. She watched the owl take off in flight, then turned around to find herself face to face with none other but, Draco Malfoy.
Draco watched her startled expression for a minute then asked her gently, "What happened?" And when he received only a sob in return, he asked, "Do you want to talk about it?". He surprised himself with how kind his tone was, and was even more surprised when Vanessa leaned over and cried on his shoulder.
Vanessa was shocked that Draco was there, and was much more puzzled when he had a kind and gentle demeanor. She decided to go with her instinct and fall to him for comfort.
Both seemed astonished by the others actions, but amazingly content in the others embrace. Draco let out a sigh as a new wave of tears pounded his shoulder. He hesitated, then gradually delivered a pat on the back, and some kind words. He had played the field (having had many girlfriends), but never felt as connected to one of those brainless females as he did to this girl.
Vanessa cried and cried some more. She let all her anger, pain, and fear out in torments of salty tears that cascaded onto Draco's shoulders. She felt him pat her back and murmur some gentle words in her ear, and noticed how relaxed she was in his arms. She fit in his arms like she was made to rest there, and it scared her how content she was in his arms.
Vanessa pulled back and expecting to meet steely, cold, uncaring eyes, she was surprised to lock gazes with eyes that showed concern and pain. She wondered why such a change had occurred, but before she had much time to think, Draco asked, "Are you sure you're ok, Vanessa?". Instead of being laced with sarcasm, his words were kind and showed genuine concern.
She felt a new wave of tears clouding her vision, so instead of answering she shoved Dillon's letter into Draco's hands. Once again leaning against his shoulder, she heard his sharp intake of breath and knew that he had come to the part of the letter that had shocked her. After he finished reading it, he threw it down onto the floor.
Gently rocking her, he whispered in her ear. What he whispered she did not know, but it made the world to her that he cared enough to be here for her. As they stood there gently rocking, one sobbing, one comforting, both knew instantly that this is where they belong.now and forever.
"Dearest Vanessa,
I am sorry to bother you on your first day at your new school, but I cannot go on without telling you that I don't love you. That may seem rather blunt, but I have discovered Clarissa and, quite frankly, she and I are going steady. Cally and I are perfect for each other and she is wonderful in ways that you can only dream of.
I hope this reaches you in good health, and you do not have a dramatic 'incident' like you have so many times while I was present.
Cheers, and have a nice life,
Dillon"
She read it again and again, then unaware that she had an audience, turned and walked up to the Owlery. Opening the door, she walked over the table that had parchment on it, and quickly scribbled a rude letter, laced with explicit vocabulary. As she sniffed and tied the letter a school owls leg, her follower approached from behind. She watched the owl take off in flight, then turned around to find herself face to face with none other but, Draco Malfoy.
Draco watched her startled expression for a minute then asked her gently, "What happened?" And when he received only a sob in return, he asked, "Do you want to talk about it?". He surprised himself with how kind his tone was, and was even more surprised when Vanessa leaned over and cried on his shoulder.
Vanessa was shocked that Draco was there, and was much more puzzled when he had a kind and gentle demeanor. She decided to go with her instinct and fall to him for comfort.
Both seemed astonished by the others actions, but amazingly content in the others embrace. Draco let out a sigh as a new wave of tears pounded his shoulder. He hesitated, then gradually delivered a pat on the back, and some kind words. He had played the field (having had many girlfriends), but never felt as connected to one of those brainless females as he did to this girl.
Vanessa cried and cried some more. She let all her anger, pain, and fear out in torments of salty tears that cascaded onto Draco's shoulders. She felt him pat her back and murmur some gentle words in her ear, and noticed how relaxed she was in his arms. She fit in his arms like she was made to rest there, and it scared her how content she was in his arms.
Vanessa pulled back and expecting to meet steely, cold, uncaring eyes, she was surprised to lock gazes with eyes that showed concern and pain. She wondered why such a change had occurred, but before she had much time to think, Draco asked, "Are you sure you're ok, Vanessa?". Instead of being laced with sarcasm, his words were kind and showed genuine concern.
She felt a new wave of tears clouding her vision, so instead of answering she shoved Dillon's letter into Draco's hands. Once again leaning against his shoulder, she heard his sharp intake of breath and knew that he had come to the part of the letter that had shocked her. After he finished reading it, he threw it down onto the floor.
Gently rocking her, he whispered in her ear. What he whispered she did not know, but it made the world to her that he cared enough to be here for her. As they stood there gently rocking, one sobbing, one comforting, both knew instantly that this is where they belong.now and forever.