Dear Harry,
I couldn't do it. I just couldn't. I couldn't bring myself to send the first letter to you. Not until I've written down my heart's content. I fear, I'm afraid that you won't reply and I'll never get to tell you my feelings entirely. But, I need you to know everything. Thus, I have decided to write out every thought from our first year to the last that I had of and for you. After that, if you wish to reply, I would be eternally honored. However, if you decide to overlook my letters, I'll know I tried and that would still be one of my greatest accomplishments.
In our second year, I had decided to try again. Our love-hate relationship was all well and good in school, but I couldn't go through all that time during the holidays of not seeing or hearing from you. Besides, if anyone could be friends, you and I could too, right? But then, I saw you at Diagon Alley, this time not only in the presence of your precious Ron and Hermoinee, who I'd finally begun to accept, but rather the entire Weasley clan. I could never understand what you saw in them. You even had the Weasley girl charmed. Though that annoyed me greatly. I hated the way she looked at you. I now realize that the reason for my hatred was probably the fact that I couldn't bear to see a resemblance of my feelings for you in her eyes. You obviously didn't see it though! You were so oblivious sometimes. Most people didn't though.
When Prof. Snape and Prof. Lockhart had us duel that year, all your friends were so scared for you. They actually thought I'd hurt you. Professor Snape told me the spell to use. I didn't know what it did, but I knew it wouldn't harm you. Like me, Professor Snape had contradictory feelings towards you too. It was perhaps the reason I got along with him so well. In some ways, we understood each other. I saw him save your life on the Quiddich field the year before. Your friends didn't see it like that obviously, but they weren't very observant either. The three of you possibly had that in common.
Besides, Professor Snape was a teacher, and he would never tell me to hurt you in front of so many people. You clearly didn't need anyone's help though when you controlled the snake. You surprised me that day. I was in awe of you for what you could do and scared at the same time, because you yourself didn't understand what you'd gotten yourself into. I thought if I found the real heir to Slytherine, I could get you out of the mess. You could be the boy who saved the wizarding world, but all I wanted to be, was the boy who saved Harry Potter. I kept trying to look for the person but it became impossible when the only help I got from Crabbe and Goyle was constant questioning about whether I knew who the heir was.
It turned out you didn't need my help when you got passed the Chamber of Secrets and saved the school again. I had hoped however that you wouldn't need to go through that. I even tried to warn you from what may happen in school. I wasn't sure of the specifics exactly. I couldn't ask father obviously. But I knew that you could be in some kind of danger. Thus, I made sure Dobby overheard my father speaking about his plans. Even if I couldn't help you directly, I hoped Dobby would.
Unlike Dobby, I never wanted you to leave Hogwarts, but then again, I never expected you to leave either. It was the one place you and I both felt completely at home. I was hopeful however that Dobby might warn you. Did Dobby ever mention me to you? Even if he did, I don't suppose he ever said anything nice. I am ashamed to admit that I was rather cruel to the poor fellow. I won't make any excuses for my actions. Dobby was the first victim of my venomous attacks and he probably endured it more than anyone. I realize now that I shouldn't have tried to imitate my father.
I am going to admit something right now which, I have never admitted to anyone until today. I thought it was so cool the way you freed Dobby! My father was furious for months. I think that was the first time I saw someone outsmart him. After getting over my frustration for having to make my own bed, I think I kind of enjoyed watching my father fail. It made him seem normal. Until then, he was always the perfection I couldn't match up to. But you taught me of his faults and failures. You taught me that standing up for myself meant standing up for my family which would in-turn protect my father.
Hermoinee may be the smartest witch of our time, but you, my Harry, are the most compassionate. I couldn't live my entire life without you knowing. By now, you must have guessed what I intend to say. Hopefully, you won't be oblivious to me forever.
I'll write more when my heart gives me some more courage.
Until then and forever on,
My heart is always yours,
Draco.