Draco nervously reached for the letter.
Dear Draco,
Pansy told me a very interesting bit of information. She told me that you kissed the mudblood in the middle of the hallway while Pansy was trying to talk to you.
I cannot believe the actions of you Draco. Weren't you taught anything? You know what I said about Granger.
I can write a list about why you are to not get involved in any way with Granger.
1 - Granger is a MUDBLOOD. She is from a very different blood line of you and your family. You live two different worlds. Granger cannot live up to our standards. She lives poor compared to us.
2 - She is DANGEROUS Draco. I know those kinds of girls. They break your heart. Pansy tells me you are so handsome and many girls are in love with you. Why out of all the girls GRANGER?
3 - If you marry her you will get your name off the famous family tree.
4 - if you have kids with her her ugly dark hair will dominate over the beautiful blonde hair you have.
Draco rolled his eyes. Trust Father to already start talking about getting married and having kids.
5- she's a know it all.
6 - your mother and I don't like her. I saw her plenty of times and I know her enough not to like her.
How could you mix saliva with that disgusting creature? I am shocked of your actions.
7- Draco, you know what you are to become. If you fall in love with her, your heart will be broken because she will eventually be killed.
8- Draco, she's not your type. There is no use to waste all the Malfoy charm on her.
Now if you are truly in love with her there is only one way we can approve of that. In the marriage, she has to abide by the Malfoy Code of Conduct and you guys will have to produce a male heir before the age of 25.
Draco almost threw up. All he did was give her a kiss that wasn't even meant for her and he was talking about marriage? Ew! Marrying Granger is just really really sick.
Pansy smirked.
"Drakie Poo are you ok?" said Pansy slyly.
"As a matter of fact, yea," said Draco. Pansy frowned.
Draco shook his head and went on with the letter.
Well your mother wants to write something too. That's all I have to say about the matter.
Love From,
Father.
Draco turned to read a letter from Narcissa.
Dear Draco,
I think absolutely agree with the reasons that your father said. Especially number 7.
But I think that it is incredibly sweet that you are in love!
Draco rolled his eyes. Obviously, his mother hasn't heard just how many women he kissed.
As much as I think it is wrong of you to have feelings for a mudblood...
But do remember your uncle, Draco.
Draco ran a hand through his magnificent blonde hair.
"Draco, classes are starting!" said the deep, rich voice of Blaise.
"Yeah, sure," said Draco. Draco started walking while reading the letter.
No doubt that Hermione is beautiful, I've seen her.
Draco thought it was extremely odd of his mother to call her beautiful.
Just then Draco walked into someone with very bushy hair. Draco inhaled the scent of peaches and something else that reminded him of being really young at the Malfoy mansion.
Draco slapped out of the trance.
"Malfoy!" said Hermione, annoyed.
Malfoy rolled his eyes.
Great, now he thinks Hermione smells heavenly. What next?
"Sorry, Granger, just reading something!" said Malfoy irritably.
"Ok then, keep walking!" said Hermione.
Just then Draco realized he was staring at her. He was mesmerized how fiery her eyes looked when she was mad...and how...
Draco blinked. Hermione stamped her foot impatiently.
Just then Draco felt like kissing her again. He shook his head. Kissing a Mudblood? Ew.
Draco turned back to his letter.
Well, then again, she is to be your wife. Dumbledore told me about what Ron witnessed. No doubt your father is very disappointed, but he'll get over it. You deserve to see what Ron witnessed.
Now I have talked to Dumbledore...
Draco jumped in glee, only to see Hermione still standing there.
"Granger!" he said, shaking her by the shoulders.
Hermione looked astonished.
"What?"
"Dumbledore will make us see the future!" said Draco triumphantly.
Hermione jumped up and down, not unlike the dance that she did at the Quidditch match versing Bulgaria. Of course, he wouldn't admit to her that he was indeed watching her...
"Yea!" screamed Hermione.
Draco didn't even bother to read the rest of the letter.
"Have to go," said Draco, mysteriously, even though Hermione knew that he was going to the next class. He had and aura of mystery that Hermione seriously liked about him...
Draco dashed out the hall. Hermione noticed a piece of parchment on the floor and began to read.
