Chapter 2: Surprises and More.
"Dad, there is something I have to tell you." Draco walked over to his fathers side.
"Make it quick!" Lucius yelled, annoyed at being disturbed.
"Dad, this is important, maybe you should be sitting down."
"I AM SITTING DOWN!"
"Dad!"
"Are you going to tell me or not?"
"I'm gay"
"Yeh, right."
"Dad!"
"Like Omygosh! Are you SERIOUS?"
"No Dad, I'm Draco"
"With WHO?
"Are you still sitting down?"
"Are you blind?"
"Harry..."
"HARRY POTTER!!!!!!!!!!"
"I can't believe Dad used to be gay! He was like so... cool about Harry" Draco said to himself.
After Lucius came back to the good side, he had changed dramatically. He acted really odd! Draco didn't believe the whole story about his Dad and Lupin but some of it explained a lot. Like how they never talked, they were so weird when in the same room together and the jewlerry box that has the initial 'RL' on it. Lucius would get in a rage and yell at anyone who asked what was inside.
When the door bell rang. A brown wide-eyed owl had dropped the mail through the door. Owl's bringing the mail was a very old fashion now. They had other ways back where Draco lived.
Draco picked up the mail and started sorting through it hoping there would be a letter for him. Hopefully it might of brought some normality to the day, but actually, it was far from it. He opened the letter, written on parchment with a quill. Again, this was not in fashion anymore. It could only be one person.
Draco,
Please come back! I cant live a day, no a second, no a minute without you! I love you Draco! I just want you home. I want to stroke your soft fluffy hair and hold your warm dry hands and lay in you loving arms.
Draco, I want to write love letters on your back when we sleep and kiss you so pationately that you will never leave me again.
Please, Please come back!
Love Harry.
Draco read the letter over and over, trying to find a fault in it and hoping to find something that would let him believe that Harry didn't mean the things he said. But the letter was perfect. No fault in it at all.
Draco dreamt about everything Harry said in the letter but something didn't seem right. He but the letter down and walked into the bedroom to take a shower.
He thought about the situation so much. He even shampooed his hair twice! He didn't like feeling distracted. Putting everything out of his mind, he walked out the door to have retail theropy. This was the only way for Draco to feel happy again. He didn't want to think about Harry. It made him too depressed. He was falling out of love.