Disclaimer: I own nothing, i forgot to put it in the previous chapter but i'll place it here for the entire story.
Chapter one
Dearest Father,
Needless to say that your last owl more than confused me. What possible surprise could you have for me? As your only child, I have everything I could possibly want and/or need. So will you tell me or am I going to have to wait until I come home over the Christmas holiday?
To answer your questions regarding school, nothing has changed I am still top student at Beuabaxton's!
Other than my desire to learn what kind of surprise you have in store for me, life is still pleasant and uneventful as always. I shall write to you upon your latest owl. I will see you for Christmas.
Love always, Natasha
Mr. Seige sat in his study while reading his daughter's last owl. A smile crept onto his face knowing that soon his daughter would be taking care of for the rest of her life and he would not have to worry about her future. This Christmas would be one of the best yet.
Father,
Now you of all people understand that Malfoy's hate surprises. Therefore, I ask you…no Malfoy's do not ask…I demand that you tell me what this surprise is!
School is fine except for know-it-all-mudblood-Granger. Potter and Weasley are buffoons as usual, why can't they just die. I swear the world would be a better place. Now Father, I understand you and Mother are rather fond of the Parkinsons but please allow me to hex their daughter Pansy into the next millennium. She is a rather annoying little bugger, always saying 'Dracie I adore your' and 'I am going to marry my Dracie' please father let me hex her for the nickname alone. Than allow me to hex her for even suggesting a marriage between her, and me I would sooner marry Granger and be disowned than marry that thing … er... I mean her.
Draco
P.S. And what is this spending Christmas in Paris? We never leave the manor too many muggles as you always say!
Mr. Malfoy sat in his study reading his son's feeble attempt to sound threatening in a letter. 'Well son you still have much to learn from your old man after all, and I would not worry about Pansy she'll be gone soon enough' Lucius thought, his usual smirk creeping across his frozen face.
Dearest Uncle Severus,
We have not spoken in such a long time. It has been four weeks! Are you to busy for me, your precious lovable one and only niece?
I hope all is well with you; everything is fine over here, except for the moronic Potions Professor. I swear he is going to get us all killed or horrible disfigured one day! Like today for example, never ever put Dragon's blood into the Remosia potion. Well guess what my wonderful intelligent Potions Professor did! Did you guess yet? Well if you did not, he put Dragon's blood into the potions and before he would listen to me scream no BAM! He blew up the entire potions room. Poor Zena McCoy almost lost her arm! I knew that having you for an uncle would have me know much about potions before I started but this is utterly ridiculous! I mean I could teach that class better, Merlin knows that! In addition, that student of yours... Nielvle…Neville… the one always blowing things up could teach the class better!
I have a question. Father has this surprise for me and I would like to umm know what it is a head of time so I can plan if I'm going to like it or not. I need to figure out what it is and I was wondering if you could just tell me what it is or shed some light on his surprise by telling me. Would you please tell me? After all I am your Princess, your one and only and might I add favorite niece.
Love always Natasha.
Professor Snape, read his niece's letter and smiled 'How much of your mother is in you?' The potions master thought this as he wrote a reply. How he wanted to laugh, he could imagine princess' face as she said the words of the letter, 'Yes you are your mother's child alright, exactly like her in every way.'
Natasha,
I will never understand why I must weekly write to you. Honestly, we never see each other, Hell I do not even know what you look like anymore. Let us hope your appearance has... Shall we say improved since our last physical meeting? We spent half a summer together before our first years of school and our wonderful Fathers insisted we keep in touch. There is no point in it really.
Anyway, since I hate this, you hate this, and I have better things to do than write you, like figure out Father's surprise, how are you? Hope all is well; things are amazing here at Hogwarts. Blah, Blah Blah, well there I believe that will suffice for a letter.
Draco
Natasha read the letter Draco sent. Oh how she hated this boy. Ever since that summer by the lake. 'He infuriates me' she thought coldly…. 'Wait did he say something about a surprise? Oh, no he did, no, no, Father would no dare! He loves me too much to upset me around Christmas time, and besides he will have oh what is her name there… his girlfriend of the month. I wonder if I should ask Draco about this surprise just so I am aware and all of course.'