I Write For Me

Father,

So it's true then. You're here. You know, they find brilliant ways to hide things from the Slytherins in this school. Probably because they're afraid we'll rise up and break down that old geezer's barricades. I think if we set our minds to it, we could do it… What do you think?

I have something to say to you father. I'm sorry for all that I've done wrong over the years. I know that you tell me to never apologize to anybody but I feel I owe this one to you. I don't know why I froze up that day when we were in the Dark Lord's chambers. But I can assure you, it won't happen again! Ever. I'm willing to serve the Dark Lord however I can; you just need to tell me when and how. Please accept my apology and give the Dark Lord my regards. I know you will find a way in and when you do, we can give them hell together.

Draco

P.S. Do you think I can quite school if you kill the headmaster?

Draco read his letter over three or four times to make sure it sounded believable and found he approved. It was so utterly like the old him that he considered being an actor for a moment. Yes he had changed but his father didn't need to know that.

"Come here Lucifer," he whispered. The two of them exited into the Slytherin common room to find it almost deserted. Only Pansy remained and she was staring into the fireplace blankly.

"What are you doing here Pansy?" Draco asked sitting next to her. She snapped out of her thoughts and looked up.

"Did you know that my father is down below?" she asked before staring into the fireplace again.

"Yes," Draco muttered sitting next to her. "He is a Death Eater Pansy…"

"And I'm the only one that didn't know," she whispered, her voice rising a little bit. He looked over, startled to see her crying.

"What?" Draco asked.

"I didn't want a Death Eater for a father!" she said. She held out the frayed piece of parchment in her hands. Draco guessed it was a letter from her daddy. "I didn't want a father like yours!"

"What makes you think your father is anything like mine?" Draco snapped. "Or did you forget what a bastard he is?"

She wiped her tears and sighed. "Draco, every pureblooded father is a bastard." It was then that she noticed the owl perched patiently on Draco's shoulder.

"Sending a letter out at this time?" she asked. Somehow Snape had managed to keep the floo network up for letters only. Nothing that was bigger than a large turkey could get through. In length or width. Snape wasn't one to break rules but he felt his students had a right to speak to their parents. (Or so he said.)

"Yes. To my father," Draco muttered. He then let Lucifer stand in the fireplace and he said:

"Lucius Malfoy, camp fire on Hogwarts grounds," Draco said clearly. If they didn't have any more fires burning, Lucifer would just be returned to the common room.

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Lucius Malfoy slept sound in his tent, with the flap open.

The fire that was still burning suddenly turned emerald green, but since all soldiers were in their tents, nobody was awake to notice. Lucifer looked around with his wide owl eyes and found the tent he wanted. He walked across the lawn and entered Lucius' tent.

"Anything, my Lord," Lucius muttered in his sleep.

Lucifer stood next to Lucius and began pecking his forehead with his small beak. Lucius woke immediately with a start, making Lucifer hop backwards, his wings stretching out slightly. A startled hoot escaped the owl.

"Lucifer?" Lucius asked sitting up. Lucifer got out of Lucius' grasp and dropped the letter at his feet. Then the owl exited to tent to wait near the fire, for it was slightly chilly out.

Lucius picked up the letter with entrance and opened it, recognizing Draco's handwriting straight off. He read the letter anxiously to see what his son had to say and found he read exactly what he'd wanted Draco to say. He smiled satisfied and yet again proud of his son. He knew he'd make a fine Death Eater. And he'd told the Dark Lord himself that Draco would come around, when the Dark Lord had expressed his disappointment.

He flipped the parchment over, seeing as he wanted to catch Draco before he went to bed and wrote quickly.

Draco,

I accept your apology and I must say that you've once again made me proud. We will find a way in. I would let you quite school, but your mother would have a lot to say about that.

Your Father,

Lucius

He then sealed the letter and sent it off with Lucifer, who quickly flew away, into the flames that were still emerald green. He was gone in a flash.

A/N: Yes very short. Sorry for those of you who have reviewed lately. It's just that I haven't been getting many reviews so I haven't been updating on this story, seeing as I have others that are doing a lot better!