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"Pride and the Visit" Ch.4

Draco sat at his desk for what seemed like hours before he even wrote her name on the paper. He didn't know what to say. He wanted to keep his Slytherin pride so he could admit that she was right. "Granger would have the right to mock me for the rest of my life," he thought. He figured by now she had gotten his first letter. He felt like an idiot. Here was this girl that actually cared about him and he just blew her off. He wanted so badly to believe that his first instinct of the letter was right. He hoped that she just wanted some blackmail on him. He really wanted to tell someone his feelings, but he wasn't sure she was the right person.

"She wouldn't think to blackmail me with this," he thought, "She is in the wrong house if she is capable of doing such a thing." He huffed at the thought and knew what he had to do. He had to suck up his pride and apologize. He picked up his quill, and began to write...

Dear Granger,

I really don't like to admit this, but I'm sorry. (He wrote this part with shaky hands. You could hardly read it.) You are right. I really do need someone to talk to. I know you have that famous look on your face right now that you get when you know you are right about something. I hope you are happy. Please disregard my first letter. I wrote it out of shock. I was, I guess you could say, in denial of my own feelings. It wasn't until an encounter with Weasel I had this morning in the book store, that I realized how hard it is. I can't even talk to my own mother about it. I need you to promise on your life you will not tell a soul, not even Scar-head and Weasel, about any of this before I can tell you anything.

Draco Malfoy

After rewriting the letter over about a hundred times, Draco folded up the letter and put it in his pocket. He was having second thoughts about sending it. He decided that he would just hold onto it until he was 100% sure that he wanted to. A house elf soon came in. "Excuse me sir, "she said, "Your mother is waiting for you in the dining room." He nodded and followed the elf down the stairs to meet his mother.

Hermione and Ron waited patiently as Mr. Dursley opened the door. Ron started breathing really fast. Hermione was calm but wasn't sure on exactly what they were going to say to him to let them see Harry. "Whatever you're selling, we're not interested," Mr. Dursley said. Just as he was about to shut the door, Hermione spoke up, "Excuse me sir, but we are not selling anything. We are actually here to see Harry, if you don't mind sir." Ron, like always, let Hermione do the talking while he just stood there. Mr. Dursley's face went red as he quickly pulled the two inside while checking to see if any of the neighbors had seen them. Hermione noticed this and without thinking said, "I assure you Mr. Dursley, even if someone had seen us we are in muggle clothing."

At this Mr. Dursley got even redder and yelled at her never to say anything about, or from, their world in his house. Mrs. Dursley came in the front hall as soon as she heard the yelling. "What's wrong Vernon? Who is it?" She asked eyeing the two guests. "These two, wish to see Harry. You I have seen before, "he said eyeing Ron. "Yes sir, you have sir, I'm Ron Weasley sir," Ron replied Hermione interrupted, "I am not trying to be rude, but could we please see Harry?"

Mrs. Dursley stared at her husband. He rolled his eyes, "Petunia, darling, would you show our guests to Harry's room?" Mrs. Dursley looked shocked, and then obeyed her husband. "This way," she said motioning them to follow. They walked to the back of the house and went down a dark hallway. The Dursley's had turned their game room into Harry's bedroom. His cousin, Dudley, wasn't too happy about that until he was informed that he would be getting his second bedroom back. Mrs. Dursley unlocked the three locks that held his door shut and opened it up. "Harry, there are people here to see you," she said in a very annoyed voice. She turned back to look at Hermione and Ron and then left. Hermione pushed open the door a little wider and stepped in with Ron.

"Harry!" she screamed his name as she ran to him to give him a hug. His face lit up when he saw his two best friends walk into his room. "Hermione. Ron. What are you guys doing here?" He asked. He was sitting in his wheel chair at a desk reading a book. In the corner of the room was an old twin bed with few blankets. There was no TV, no radio, no computer, and pretty much nothing fun to do. His owl, Hedwig, was sleeping in her cage that sat on top of a dresser. The dresser was against the wall across from the bed. The two friends sat down on his bed. "We were in Diagon Alley earlier today and decided that it wasn't fair that we were there and you weren't," Ron answered, "How've you been?" "Guys, you saw me yesterday. Not much has happened since then." Harry said looking at them a little confused.

"The truth is Harry," Hermione began, "we were a little worried about you. We wanted to see if you were ok. Have your aunt and uncle been treating you alright? From the looks of it I'd..." "Hermione I'm fine," Harry interrupted, "My life hasn't changed at all. Just because I'm in a wheel chair doesn't mean people have to treat me differently. My life is the same, if not a little better, then it was when I could walk. How else do you think I got this room?" Harry laughed as he explained. Hermione and Ron weren't laughing, but smiled and agreed with him to make him happy. The three friends talked for a few hours. "Well, I better be going," Ron said, "It is almost time for dinner and Mum will be wondering where I am." "Me too," Hermione said.

They said there goodbyes and head back outside. Mr. Dursley offered to give them a ride to London so that no own could see them walk out of his house. They agreed and a half an hour later they walked back into the Leaky Cauldron. Ron apparated home while Hermione used floo powder. As soon as she got home, her mum called from the kitchen and told her dinner was almost ready.