Oh god im so sorry I had posted a wrong chapter here! Sorry for the
confusion! I lost the REAL first chapter! Im going to post it tomorrow I
promise!
Love in Words : Three Unread Letters ~hotsleekeyz~
Different reasons for loving. Different ways of losing the only thing that could have expressed it. The letters all sent. The letters all unread.
3Chapters
Shipping : DracoXHermioneXRon
Here is the letter of Hermione to Draco. Sent. Kept. Unread.
My ever dearest Draco,
I don't want to break it to you like this but I have been struck with so much fear. . . I fear that the Death Eaters will soon come and take you away from me. I fear that I will not be there to guard you from them. I fear that I will lose you when I'm not yet ready. . . Draco, I reckon I already love you and I'm not ready to have you far from me. I wouldn't be able to stomach the pure silence of my life without your heart beating in it. I'm too scared I don't want to think about it anymore but horrid images flashes in my mind. I can't help but stay awake at night and wonder if you're still alive. It had been some while. Yes, we have been waiting for that unfateful day. And yet in all those times, I was never ready for it to come. I would not know what I would do without you.
Perhaps you might think it silly but I had a crush on you since fifth year. It was childish. I tended to laugh at your antics when we were supposed to be thinking of the changes occurring in our adolescent bodies. Well I thought then it was just a simple thing. But no, it wasn't. Everyone knows that we've grown to hate each other since Harry and Ron are my friends and all that. Looking back from where it all started, it seems pretty lame to me that we all had to go riot every time we'd crash into each other. But then, something else bloomed from my teenage crush. I actually learned to understand you and your life---how it all turned out to be like this. And I am greatly sorry. You don't deserve such bitter childhood. Even in those times that we weren't exactly civil yet, I took your flaws and mistakes maturely and saw what had caused you to become who you are. What other people did not know about me was that I actually took you for everything that you are, not knowing exactly why. The moment I saw you again first day of seventh year confirmed me of myself. . .
I was actually falling for you.
For others it would seem that my world had to go upside-down the moment I knew I did like you. What they don't know is that my world had always been perfect the way it is. My world was actually perfectly planned to collide with yours. . . not a nice word to put it in. . . "collide". . . but didn't my heart go crashing the time I saw you at Hogsmeade with muggle clothing? You were really lovely. You were perfect. And yes, my head went banging when I felt that I was starting to miss out on some schoolwork and that I didn't exactly give complete answers during recitations. It was you in my mind Draco. You occupied every single space in my head.
And there came an unexpected news. . . that your father Lucius was dead. I don't know what exactly hit me but I was depressed for some time that all I wanted to do was forget that he did wrong and simply be sorry for his death. I mean yes, he was mean and all that but he was human too. . . and he left a wonderful son without a father. I know you won't agree with me on that bit but I haven't forgotten all the trouble he's caused my mates and I. He was evil in nature but I reckon nobody really deserves to meet Death in someone else's hands. . . it's so not natural. I think the act itself of killing Lucius was evil in itself, even if it would result to more good than bad.
Yes, I never liked seeing the confused look in your face. Those times that Light Wizards were rejoicing in your father's death, you put up your smug façade and made everyone believe that you didn't care. But no, I saw more than that. If no one else did, I pity them all. There was this tinge of sorrow in your eyes that I could not pinpoint what. Maybe you were grieving because you lost a biological father, or lost someone who gave you everything you needed. . . I tried to exhaust all possible reasons why there was something else in your cold front. And yes, I sent you a note. I was hesitant at first but of course, I knew I had to. It was not something obligatory for me but being a schoolmate of yours, and someone who practically lived close enough to you by being your enemy, I felt like I would regret it if I didn't send you my condolences. . . and let's not forget that I already liked you at that time. It was terrible the way you handle the whole situation---as if you weren't glad that someone actually cared for your existence. But of course, the soft-hearted person that I am, I never had it in me to hold my grudges in and let someone feel alone over their loss. It would have been evil doing that. And I wouldn't want you to be exposed to anything evil again.
Days and weeks were aplenty. . . I've enjoyed every moment that I spent with you ever since. It was in these times that I see the real side of Draco Malfoy. I've proven myself that you are not at all hard. You were taught to act that way and you know it's best to act that way. . . not that you were any thankful to your father for teaching you to be like that.
Remember first time we spent at Hogsmeade? I still can't take it out of my head really. Students were oddly staring at us and I saw some other people glaring at me there. . . as if I was some sort of trash beside a god or something. That was really funny. Well of course, they'd think I don't deserve your company since you are the great Draconis Benedict Marcus August Leighton Malfoy. . . now that's a long name, well not enough to reach the length of the name of the future king of England, that is. All- Latin. . . cute really but I reckon Benedict would fit someone younger than you are, Marcus for someone bigger in built than you are, August a little bit feminine for someone like you, so yes. . . let's just settle with Draco. How beautifully it rolls off my tongue. . . "Draco". . .Let's just skip the Malfoy part.
There were a lot of times that we sat lazily by the lake, watching the huge creature swim through the surface. . .we'd talk there until the sun would set. It really rings majestically in my ears how you speak so manly, yet gently. Your voice gives me comfort and security. Like I find my peace in you. . .and as sad as this may sound, I will surely miss those times. I will miss your beautiful voice. . .
I don't want to let go Draco. I don't want you to go. I will not let them take you. Break it on a stone, they will not take you easily. I will be there to fight them off as far as my powers could go . .
Okay, we have to face this dear. . . we know the Death Eaters will take you. When? We don't know. How? I have no idea. But before that time comes, I want you to know how I really feel. . . how I fell in love with you. . .
You know by now from this letter that I first had a little crush on you and I soon grew to understand who you really are by this last year at Hogwarts. I love everything about you. How you would emerge second to me in almost every subject. . . how you'd carelessly spend your sweet time without opening to a page of your books. . . how well you are at Duelling and Quidditch. . . how beautiful you've grown out to be. . . how soothing your voice is to my ears. . . how warm your touch would be. . . just everything. . . I learned to love you not only for what nature has gifted you with but by the imperfections that you most try to conceal. And I am so honoured to be the first one to break that mask. I would never forget the fact that I made Draco Malfoy feel that he's also human like everyone else. . . that he has never been any better by means of wealth. And yes Draco, I will miss you for the reasons why I love you. You must have felt the same way, I don't know. I'm not sure. What I can exactly tell from your eyes is the fact that you do know how to care. . . that you actually care for me just as I do you. . . and for all the many things you did for me ever since that fateful day of Lucius' death. Oh Merlin, how could I ever forget you for all that? You've filled half of my life already. . . and Draco, the other half had been filled by my family and friends. . those people that you rejected to have in your life. . .
This could have been some late notice for you mister but I want you to know that from this day onwards, I love you and that fact could never be changed. This may not be able to truly express how much I have in me but I don't want to miss the opportunity to make it known to you at last that I do love you. . . and now, I'm too brave to tell the world about it. . . even if our lives calls for its end. Draco, I don't want you to risk it resisting those evil Death Eaters. . . I want you alive even if they'd take you captive. I know that the league of Dumbledore could not do anything against it. Evidently, we're outnumbered by how much followers Voldemort has at the moment. One thing I assure you, I will be there to fight with you. . . and we're going to give them one hell of a fight. We will not allow them to triumph easily. Until my last breath Draco, I will hold it for you.
Love, Hermione
Hermione Granger's love and admittance letter. . . Sent. Kept. Unread.
~Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns characters, setting, etc. Except: the plot is mine.~
phew!
That took me some time before I could have started on this one. I hope to do the last installment very soon. If you think that the first two letters are sad, hold it in for Ron. . . he was actually made witness to Draco and Hermione's love and he had to endure it all those while that he was able to keep his love for Hermione in tact. . . only that it was too late.
Review please! I need reviews to inspire me! (selfish aren't I? Well I know a lot of writers who thinks they could ask their readers to simply come up with a number of reviews, thinking they're all good and that ***exception to those who really have the talent to actually ASK the audience for such huge number of reviews***)
Love in Words : Three Unread Letters ~hotsleekeyz~
Different reasons for loving. Different ways of losing the only thing that could have expressed it. The letters all sent. The letters all unread.
3Chapters
Shipping : DracoXHermioneXRon
Here is the letter of Hermione to Draco. Sent. Kept. Unread.
My ever dearest Draco,
I don't want to break it to you like this but I have been struck with so much fear. . . I fear that the Death Eaters will soon come and take you away from me. I fear that I will not be there to guard you from them. I fear that I will lose you when I'm not yet ready. . . Draco, I reckon I already love you and I'm not ready to have you far from me. I wouldn't be able to stomach the pure silence of my life without your heart beating in it. I'm too scared I don't want to think about it anymore but horrid images flashes in my mind. I can't help but stay awake at night and wonder if you're still alive. It had been some while. Yes, we have been waiting for that unfateful day. And yet in all those times, I was never ready for it to come. I would not know what I would do without you.
Perhaps you might think it silly but I had a crush on you since fifth year. It was childish. I tended to laugh at your antics when we were supposed to be thinking of the changes occurring in our adolescent bodies. Well I thought then it was just a simple thing. But no, it wasn't. Everyone knows that we've grown to hate each other since Harry and Ron are my friends and all that. Looking back from where it all started, it seems pretty lame to me that we all had to go riot every time we'd crash into each other. But then, something else bloomed from my teenage crush. I actually learned to understand you and your life---how it all turned out to be like this. And I am greatly sorry. You don't deserve such bitter childhood. Even in those times that we weren't exactly civil yet, I took your flaws and mistakes maturely and saw what had caused you to become who you are. What other people did not know about me was that I actually took you for everything that you are, not knowing exactly why. The moment I saw you again first day of seventh year confirmed me of myself. . .
I was actually falling for you.
For others it would seem that my world had to go upside-down the moment I knew I did like you. What they don't know is that my world had always been perfect the way it is. My world was actually perfectly planned to collide with yours. . . not a nice word to put it in. . . "collide". . . but didn't my heart go crashing the time I saw you at Hogsmeade with muggle clothing? You were really lovely. You were perfect. And yes, my head went banging when I felt that I was starting to miss out on some schoolwork and that I didn't exactly give complete answers during recitations. It was you in my mind Draco. You occupied every single space in my head.
And there came an unexpected news. . . that your father Lucius was dead. I don't know what exactly hit me but I was depressed for some time that all I wanted to do was forget that he did wrong and simply be sorry for his death. I mean yes, he was mean and all that but he was human too. . . and he left a wonderful son without a father. I know you won't agree with me on that bit but I haven't forgotten all the trouble he's caused my mates and I. He was evil in nature but I reckon nobody really deserves to meet Death in someone else's hands. . . it's so not natural. I think the act itself of killing Lucius was evil in itself, even if it would result to more good than bad.
Yes, I never liked seeing the confused look in your face. Those times that Light Wizards were rejoicing in your father's death, you put up your smug façade and made everyone believe that you didn't care. But no, I saw more than that. If no one else did, I pity them all. There was this tinge of sorrow in your eyes that I could not pinpoint what. Maybe you were grieving because you lost a biological father, or lost someone who gave you everything you needed. . . I tried to exhaust all possible reasons why there was something else in your cold front. And yes, I sent you a note. I was hesitant at first but of course, I knew I had to. It was not something obligatory for me but being a schoolmate of yours, and someone who practically lived close enough to you by being your enemy, I felt like I would regret it if I didn't send you my condolences. . . and let's not forget that I already liked you at that time. It was terrible the way you handle the whole situation---as if you weren't glad that someone actually cared for your existence. But of course, the soft-hearted person that I am, I never had it in me to hold my grudges in and let someone feel alone over their loss. It would have been evil doing that. And I wouldn't want you to be exposed to anything evil again.
Days and weeks were aplenty. . . I've enjoyed every moment that I spent with you ever since. It was in these times that I see the real side of Draco Malfoy. I've proven myself that you are not at all hard. You were taught to act that way and you know it's best to act that way. . . not that you were any thankful to your father for teaching you to be like that.
Remember first time we spent at Hogsmeade? I still can't take it out of my head really. Students were oddly staring at us and I saw some other people glaring at me there. . . as if I was some sort of trash beside a god or something. That was really funny. Well of course, they'd think I don't deserve your company since you are the great Draconis Benedict Marcus August Leighton Malfoy. . . now that's a long name, well not enough to reach the length of the name of the future king of England, that is. All- Latin. . . cute really but I reckon Benedict would fit someone younger than you are, Marcus for someone bigger in built than you are, August a little bit feminine for someone like you, so yes. . . let's just settle with Draco. How beautifully it rolls off my tongue. . . "Draco". . .Let's just skip the Malfoy part.
There were a lot of times that we sat lazily by the lake, watching the huge creature swim through the surface. . .we'd talk there until the sun would set. It really rings majestically in my ears how you speak so manly, yet gently. Your voice gives me comfort and security. Like I find my peace in you. . .and as sad as this may sound, I will surely miss those times. I will miss your beautiful voice. . .
I don't want to let go Draco. I don't want you to go. I will not let them take you. Break it on a stone, they will not take you easily. I will be there to fight them off as far as my powers could go . .
Okay, we have to face this dear. . . we know the Death Eaters will take you. When? We don't know. How? I have no idea. But before that time comes, I want you to know how I really feel. . . how I fell in love with you. . .
You know by now from this letter that I first had a little crush on you and I soon grew to understand who you really are by this last year at Hogwarts. I love everything about you. How you would emerge second to me in almost every subject. . . how you'd carelessly spend your sweet time without opening to a page of your books. . . how well you are at Duelling and Quidditch. . . how beautiful you've grown out to be. . . how soothing your voice is to my ears. . . how warm your touch would be. . . just everything. . . I learned to love you not only for what nature has gifted you with but by the imperfections that you most try to conceal. And I am so honoured to be the first one to break that mask. I would never forget the fact that I made Draco Malfoy feel that he's also human like everyone else. . . that he has never been any better by means of wealth. And yes Draco, I will miss you for the reasons why I love you. You must have felt the same way, I don't know. I'm not sure. What I can exactly tell from your eyes is the fact that you do know how to care. . . that you actually care for me just as I do you. . . and for all the many things you did for me ever since that fateful day of Lucius' death. Oh Merlin, how could I ever forget you for all that? You've filled half of my life already. . . and Draco, the other half had been filled by my family and friends. . those people that you rejected to have in your life. . .
This could have been some late notice for you mister but I want you to know that from this day onwards, I love you and that fact could never be changed. This may not be able to truly express how much I have in me but I don't want to miss the opportunity to make it known to you at last that I do love you. . . and now, I'm too brave to tell the world about it. . . even if our lives calls for its end. Draco, I don't want you to risk it resisting those evil Death Eaters. . . I want you alive even if they'd take you captive. I know that the league of Dumbledore could not do anything against it. Evidently, we're outnumbered by how much followers Voldemort has at the moment. One thing I assure you, I will be there to fight with you. . . and we're going to give them one hell of a fight. We will not allow them to triumph easily. Until my last breath Draco, I will hold it for you.
Love, Hermione
Hermione Granger's love and admittance letter. . . Sent. Kept. Unread.
~Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns characters, setting, etc. Except: the plot is mine.~
phew!
That took me some time before I could have started on this one. I hope to do the last installment very soon. If you think that the first two letters are sad, hold it in for Ron. . . he was actually made witness to Draco and Hermione's love and he had to endure it all those while that he was able to keep his love for Hermione in tact. . . only that it was too late.
Review please! I need reviews to inspire me! (selfish aren't I? Well I know a lot of writers who thinks they could ask their readers to simply come up with a number of reviews, thinking they're all good and that ***exception to those who really have the talent to actually ASK the audience for such huge number of reviews***)