Author's Note: The rest of Harry's trip to Diagon Ally was the same as the book, minus the questions he asks Hagrid about Hogwarts, Quidditch, etc. yes I am lazy for not writing this, but other then not asking questions, the trip was the same, and therefore writing it all down would have been tedious. And for the reader it would have been boring.
Once again: I own nothing, not even the clothes on my back. Not even the food in my stomach, not even the pencil I used to write this with. So, please don't sue me!
Chapter 2: Letters to Draco
It was the last month of summer and Harry was becoming quite depressed. The Dursleys were ignoring him and Dudley was completely avoiding him. While it was better then getting beaten up, Harry was lonely. Suddenly Harry remembered Hagrid's words to owl him, only Harry would do better then that, he'd owl Draco!
Arrg… Why does letter writing have to be so hard? Finally Harry finished the letter, short as it may be. Harry sighed as he tied it to his owl, Hedwig's leg. Harry hoped Draco wouldn't lose any respect he might have for him.
Dear Draco,
Hello, this is Harry Potter from the robe shop. I've never really had anyone to send letters to before, so forgive me if this is really bad. How has your summer been? Mine's been dreadful, my Aunt and Uncle won't even speak to me. I can't wait for school to start. It's going to be a blast. I've already started to read my books, have you? That's funny… I just looked at my ticket, platform 9 3/4, is it a mistake? I wonder how I will manage to convince my Aunt and Uncle to take me to King's Cross that day. I hope the rest of your summer is fun.
Sincerely,
Harry Potter
Draco sighed. Three and a half weeks until school starts. Glancing at the clock, Draco realized it was time to get dressed for breakfast. At least Father generally eats earlier then I do… As Draco walked down the staircase towards the dinning room he felt something tugging on his sleeve. Looking down he saw it was their house elf Dobby.
"Dobby came to warn the young Master, the young Master has gotten a letter and Master wishes to learn why Harry Potter would be writing to the young Master."
"Harry owled me? Where is Father?" Draco was starting to panic, if Father wasn't pleased that Harry had written him, he could be in big trouble.
"Harry Potter did write to the young Master! The young Master has met Harry Potter? Dobby wishes that Dobby could meet him… But Master is in the dinning room now, waiting for the young Master!"
"Father is waiting for me? Shoot! I've got to hurry, I'll tell you about Harry later. Thanks!" Draco said over his shoulder as he sprinted down the hall. Draco hoped Father hadn't been kept waiting for too long. Finally he was there!
"You wanted to see me Father?"
"Yes Draco. I would like to know why Harry Potter would send you this." He spat as he shook a letter in front of him.
"I… I met him in the robe shop. We talked a little bit as we got fitted." Draco managed to stammer.
"Really now. Why didn't you tell me when I picked you up that day?"
"I wasn't sure if you would approve Sir."
"Stupid boy! There are many ways in which I could take advantage of Potter's trust in you. Now from now on I want you to tell me anything of importance, regardless of whether or not I would approve. For now, begin a correspondence with the boy. In your letters, on the train, and in school I want you to cultivate this friendship, no matter what house he is sorted into, but do try to paint Slytherin in a favourable light. Perhaps you will get lucky and convince him to beg the hat to put him in Slytherin."
"Of course Father. I will do my best to make you proud. May I please have the letter so I can begin to draft an appropriate response?" Draco tried to be as polite as possible, one never knew with Father…
"Very good Draco. Perhaps soon you will be a son worthy of the family name."
"Yes Father." Draco said as he received the precious letter. Maybe… Maybe this year Father will be proud of me. Maybe this year I will finally be worthy of the name 'Malfoy.' Not to mention that I get to be friends with one of the nicest, most interesting blokes I've ever met. Draco hurriedly ate breakfast then returned to his room to begin the letter.
Dear Harry,
My summer has been fine, I'm sorry to hear that your summer hasn't been very fun. All I have been doing is sitting around and reading my schoolbooks. You said in the shop that you hoped to be sorted into Slytherin? If you think you may, best study your potions books. Our head of house is the Potions Professor and doesn't take kindly to Slytherins who aren't at least adequate at potions.
Your letter wasn't too bad. You haven't had lessons in calligraphy and penmanship. I am still having lessons in manners and such; I hope they quit soon though. Maybe in our free time I could show you the basics of writing letters, essays, etc. if we aren't sick of studying by then.
Father told me how to get on the platform ages ago. Just walk quickly through the barrier between platforms 9 and 10. You say you don't know if your guardians will take you to the train station? I just asked and Father said that if you wanted you could come over about a week before school starts. Then we could study together and do some flying. I wish first years could have brooms, then we could try out for the house Quidditch team. Oh well, next year.
If the muggles won't let you Father says the least we could do is to send a car to pick you up since you probably aren't connected to the floo network. Even if you manage to get your guardians to take you to the station we can sit together. I can introduce you to some of our classmates. Their parents are friends of mine, so we are always at parties our parents' host. Although none of us have ever been close, we were always too busy with schoolwork and the like. I hope your summer improves. Owl me soon so Father can plan a car. Don't let the muggles get you down!
Yours truly,
Draco Malfoy
There. Now to give the final draft, already approved by his Father, to Dobby. Almost as soon as Draco thought Dobby's name the elf appeared.
"Young Master?"
"I have a letter for Tyorrl to deliver. But first I'll tell you how I met Harry. He might even be coming to visit this summer…
Author's Note 2.0: Comments are always welcome. Since I don't have a creative writing class I don't get much of a chance to get my writing critiqued. So please critique me! Whether on my grammar, spelling, subject, execution, etc. Also, if you plan on flaming me, please leave your email. It is very rude to start a conversation and leave no opportunity for me to respond. Thank you for reading!
