Dear Ginevra

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.

Dear Ginevra,

It finally seems like I'm living in a magical world! I have friends that I love, and it seems I've finally found love itself. Shadow- my second lover, my Prince Charming. Prince of… Slytherin… did I mention that? Yes, Shadow is Draco Malfoy. The royal bastard. The one I love.

I'm not sure how many people are going to call me crazy when they find out (because we will have to tell them eventually). But I myself don't feel like I'm making a bad choice. It feels right, it feels good.

I've already thought of my response for when friends and family start to lecture me. It'll go something like this:

"When Draco leaves Hogwarts, the way he treats people is going to drastically change. You see, being in Slytherin automatically creates expectations. Bearing the name Malfoy creates even more, but also requires respect, civility, and class. Draco will soon stop his mistreatment of other people. Besides, he makes me happy! Don't you want to see me be happy?"

Well, that last part may sound a little whiney, but this is a very desperate situation. Thus the desperate measures!

It is impossible to express how I feel about Draco. And I may never understand what brought us together through our "mailboxes," but I think I'm learning to live without always questioning. Why waste time wondering why something wonderful happened? And yet… how could I not want to know?

On a very different note, I cannot wait until this weekend! We have our second Quidditch game against Slytherin. Also, we have a Hogsmeade trip. First I'm going to spend some time with Bianca and Alistair. This should give Bianca a chance to relax a little bit. She's been very stressed lately, getting more and more letters from her mum about the divorce.

Anyway, I finally got Bianca and Alistair to agree to meet Draco with me for lunch. Bianca agreed more readily than I expected, but she required that we wouldn't meet in a very public place. Alistair still hates Draco. And I can't really blame him for that. He finally agreed to lunch, but I don't think it was because of anything I said to convince him. I assume he fancies himself as our protector. Hopefully after having lunch, he'll see that Draco isn't a danger to me, and begin to trust him just a bit. Maybe. I love Draco, and I love my friends, and I want them to love… well… at least tolerate each other!

Well, that's all I have to say for now… and I see that Shadow is ready to talk.

Until I write again,

Ginny