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Draco was sitting in his own room when a small tapping came from the window. He noticed three owls waiting patiently for him to open the window. He recognized two of them as Sandy's and Harry's, but he had never seen the other. He read Sandy's letter first, and found it rather wet. He noticed it was stained with few teardrops and he didn't hesitate to rip it open.
Draco,
I just found out about what happened. Sirius neglected to mention it. I'm very confused why either one of them would lie to me about it. Harry and I had a big fight and I never did get a chance to ask if you could come back. Perhaps it would be best if I let things cool down a bit before I ask. He said some things he shouldn't have, and I can't bring myself to talk to him yet. It's nothing serious so don't worry. I hope to see you soon.
All my love, Sandy
Draco fumed at the thought of what had happened. He decided it would be best to see what Harry had to say before he did something drastic.
Malfoy,
How could you do this to me after I invited you into my home? Can't you get it through your thick skull that Sandy is my fiancé? This is twice now you kissed her! I hope that wherever you are you're miserable. Don't bother trying to come back. You're not welcome anymore.
Harry
Draco was absolutely fuming with rage. He punched the wall repeatedly until his knuckles were bleeding. "OH BLOODY HELL!!" Draco muttered a quick bandaging spell under his breath then walked to the last owl.
Draco,
I took what happened the wrong way. I had no idea you two were that close. I assume Sandy told you about the fight she and Harry had. Even I will admit that he did lose his temper. If what happened between you and Sandy was out of nothing but friendship, I will allow you to come back. I may not trust you, but I trust Sandy. I'm sorry for jumping to conclusions without giving you a chance to speak for yourself. Sandy would like if you could come back so please consider her feelings before you go to hating us again.
Sirius
Draco sighed as he read the last letter. He took out some parchment from his desk drawer, and began to reply to Harry's letter.
Harry was sitting in the living room, trying to figure out how to make Sandy talk to him again. Everything he had tried so far had backfired. He was just about to go upstairs to try apologizing once again when a large black owl dropped a letter in his lap, then flew off without so much as a look back. Intrigued Harry opened the letter only to sneer in disgust as he saw whom it was from.
Potter,
Listen up you chauvinistic prick. I understand that there can never be anything between Sandy and I. She loves you too much to even think about me anymore. I understand that now, the question is do you? Sirius and Sandy have both told me that they want me to come back. I think if you want to make it up to Sandy, maybe you'd better let me, no matter how much it pains you. Just think about what I'm saying.
Draco
For some reason, Sandy had let Sirius into her bedroom on which she had cast a very powerful locking spell. Alohomora didn't even budge the lock. They were discussing what had happened earlier. Sandy hadn't stopped crying, and her tears still flowed like rivers down her face. "I just don't believe him or you. How could you even think I would do that to Harry? You of all people besides him should know he is the only man I love. I can't even bare the thought of losing him no matter what the cause." Sirius was ashamed of himself as he heard these words. "I know, I'm sorry. I was just so angry when I saw what Malfoy did. I wasn't thinking straight. It hurts me to think about what Harry would do if he lost you. When I see him with you, it's just unbelievable how happy he looks. I've never seen him more in love. He loves you more than Oliver loves Quidditch, and that's just hard to believe." She laughed at his last comment. "Is that even possible?" Sandy joked. "When I see Harry with you, I know it's possible." He kissed her one the forehead in a fatherly way and started to leave the room. "Hey Sirius?" He turned to face her. "Will you let Draco come back?" Sirius looked at Sandy knowing his friendship was what she needed right now and simply answered, "I already sent him an owl." She smiled in appreciation and fell back onto her pillow.
Sirius walked downstairs smiling widely. Harry glanced up at him. "Why are you so happy?" Sirius walked over and sat down on the couch opposite Harry. "Well I just got finished talking to Sandy. Seems she's not as mad as she's letting on." Harry was genuinely surprised, "You mean she's not pissed at me?" Sirius shook his head, "Language Harry, and I didn't say that. I just said she was as mad as we thought. Right now she needs to talk to someone who will listen." Harry jumped up, ready to race upstairs. "Harry sit back down for a minute son. She doesn't need to talk to you or me," he paused and took a deep breath, "she needs to talk to Draco." All hope drained from Harry's face as Sirius said these words. "So do you think if I let him come back, Sandy will talk to me again?" Sirius nodded his head. "Think about it ok?" "That's twice now," Harry thought as he said, "Ok I will."
Malfoy,
I thought about what you said and maybe you're right. You can come back, but only because Sandy needs to talk to you. Don't think anything has changed between us. Oh and if you ever call me a chauvinist prick again I'll kill you.
Harry
Draco finished reading the letter with a smile. He picked up what little he had with him and went outside to see if he could catch the Knight Bus again.
Disclaimer: We don't own Harry Potter. * sigh *
Draco was sitting in his own room when a small tapping came from the window. He noticed three owls waiting patiently for him to open the window. He recognized two of them as Sandy's and Harry's, but he had never seen the other. He read Sandy's letter first, and found it rather wet. He noticed it was stained with few teardrops and he didn't hesitate to rip it open.
Draco,
I just found out about what happened. Sirius neglected to mention it. I'm very confused why either one of them would lie to me about it. Harry and I had a big fight and I never did get a chance to ask if you could come back. Perhaps it would be best if I let things cool down a bit before I ask. He said some things he shouldn't have, and I can't bring myself to talk to him yet. It's nothing serious so don't worry. I hope to see you soon.
All my love, Sandy
Draco fumed at the thought of what had happened. He decided it would be best to see what Harry had to say before he did something drastic.
Malfoy,
How could you do this to me after I invited you into my home? Can't you get it through your thick skull that Sandy is my fiancé? This is twice now you kissed her! I hope that wherever you are you're miserable. Don't bother trying to come back. You're not welcome anymore.
Harry
Draco was absolutely fuming with rage. He punched the wall repeatedly until his knuckles were bleeding. "OH BLOODY HELL!!" Draco muttered a quick bandaging spell under his breath then walked to the last owl.
Draco,
I took what happened the wrong way. I had no idea you two were that close. I assume Sandy told you about the fight she and Harry had. Even I will admit that he did lose his temper. If what happened between you and Sandy was out of nothing but friendship, I will allow you to come back. I may not trust you, but I trust Sandy. I'm sorry for jumping to conclusions without giving you a chance to speak for yourself. Sandy would like if you could come back so please consider her feelings before you go to hating us again.
Sirius
Draco sighed as he read the last letter. He took out some parchment from his desk drawer, and began to reply to Harry's letter.
Harry was sitting in the living room, trying to figure out how to make Sandy talk to him again. Everything he had tried so far had backfired. He was just about to go upstairs to try apologizing once again when a large black owl dropped a letter in his lap, then flew off without so much as a look back. Intrigued Harry opened the letter only to sneer in disgust as he saw whom it was from.
Potter,
Listen up you chauvinistic prick. I understand that there can never be anything between Sandy and I. She loves you too much to even think about me anymore. I understand that now, the question is do you? Sirius and Sandy have both told me that they want me to come back. I think if you want to make it up to Sandy, maybe you'd better let me, no matter how much it pains you. Just think about what I'm saying.
Draco
For some reason, Sandy had let Sirius into her bedroom on which she had cast a very powerful locking spell. Alohomora didn't even budge the lock. They were discussing what had happened earlier. Sandy hadn't stopped crying, and her tears still flowed like rivers down her face. "I just don't believe him or you. How could you even think I would do that to Harry? You of all people besides him should know he is the only man I love. I can't even bare the thought of losing him no matter what the cause." Sirius was ashamed of himself as he heard these words. "I know, I'm sorry. I was just so angry when I saw what Malfoy did. I wasn't thinking straight. It hurts me to think about what Harry would do if he lost you. When I see him with you, it's just unbelievable how happy he looks. I've never seen him more in love. He loves you more than Oliver loves Quidditch, and that's just hard to believe." She laughed at his last comment. "Is that even possible?" Sandy joked. "When I see Harry with you, I know it's possible." He kissed her one the forehead in a fatherly way and started to leave the room. "Hey Sirius?" He turned to face her. "Will you let Draco come back?" Sirius looked at Sandy knowing his friendship was what she needed right now and simply answered, "I already sent him an owl." She smiled in appreciation and fell back onto her pillow.
Sirius walked downstairs smiling widely. Harry glanced up at him. "Why are you so happy?" Sirius walked over and sat down on the couch opposite Harry. "Well I just got finished talking to Sandy. Seems she's not as mad as she's letting on." Harry was genuinely surprised, "You mean she's not pissed at me?" Sirius shook his head, "Language Harry, and I didn't say that. I just said she was as mad as we thought. Right now she needs to talk to someone who will listen." Harry jumped up, ready to race upstairs. "Harry sit back down for a minute son. She doesn't need to talk to you or me," he paused and took a deep breath, "she needs to talk to Draco." All hope drained from Harry's face as Sirius said these words. "So do you think if I let him come back, Sandy will talk to me again?" Sirius nodded his head. "Think about it ok?" "That's twice now," Harry thought as he said, "Ok I will."
Malfoy,
I thought about what you said and maybe you're right. You can come back, but only because Sandy needs to talk to you. Don't think anything has changed between us. Oh and if you ever call me a chauvinist prick again I'll kill you.
Harry
Draco finished reading the letter with a smile. He picked up what little he had with him and went outside to see if he could catch the Knight Bus again.