Chapter 2- the letter

Draco Malfoy sat at his rocking chair, idly flicking the television channels with his wand. He had received permission from the ministry; he could use magic in his own quarters as long as there was no muggle in the room. He sat there trying to get through his normal routine, but his mind kept wandering back to the hospital room and the conversation he had had with the blonde nurse.

He didn't know why he felt so uneasy and jittery at the same time. Perhaps, he reasoned with himself, it was the fact he hadn't had a decent conversation with anyone with a brain for a while. But there was something about her blatant honesty that bugged him. It made him think of the issues he had tried to avoid in a while. He hoped she wouldn't discuss his case with any of the other mediwizards at the hospital. The words about Malfoys still tended to spread fast. Not as fast as the news of the great Harry Potter. But to Malfoy it was fast enough to make his life a living hell.

He knew what the chaos the news would cause if leaked. 'Damn it!' why couldn't he just use the spell himself to fix his stupid finger.'Given the whole situation, now the trip had been really unnecessary. His mind wouldn't rest until he talked with the blond again. No one could know about his situation other than the few people who already knew.

No one could know that the last remaining Malfoy was a pure blood no more. Not that he cared about being a pure blood himself, as he had given up in that crap the moment he had switched sides in the war, but he wasn't looking forward to it getting publicized. He knew he would receive sympathy from a select few but most would still ridicule him, holding the grudge against the Malfoy name. No one would treat him like he wanted to be treated. No one would see him for who he was as a person.

'Yea like they so do that now!' the sarcastic side of him reminded him. He banged his hand hard on the table in frustration. No he couldn't go on like this. He needed to see Lovegood again. Yes he would set a meeting with her tomorrow to get this all cleared up. He got summoned a paper and quill and began to write.

"To Lovegood

Please meet me at the corner of the ice-cream shop at Diagon Alley tomorrow at 5pm.

Sincerely

Draco Malfoy."

He shook his head to himself. No that wouldn't do, it didn't show the urgency of the situation and lovegood might end up not showing up. He crumpled it and threw the paper aside.

" Dear Lovegood

I have been going through our previous meeting in my mind and I feel I was out of line. I would like it very much if you could let me apologize to you in person. I hope 5pm at diagon alley is a convenient time for you. I hope to see you there. I really want to discuss some 'issues' with you regarding our conversation.

Sincerely

Draco Malfoy."

Yes that was much better. Being a Malfoy, the art of pursuasion came very naturally to him. Although he didn't use it like his father, Draco did benefit from this talent. He smirked as he tied the neatly folded letter to the owl's leg. This is for lovegood, he said petting it once on it's forehead. The owl hooted once in response before flying away out the window.

Luna was at her house that she had inherited from her father who had passed away right after the war. She lived alone with her ten pets that they had gathered from around the world. She was playing with her sayamese cats when she heard a tap on the window. She quickly opened it, when she saw the beige coloured owl flying outside with a letter in hand.

'O won't you come in?" she asked the owl. Who much like his owner in style shook it's wings in impatience. " O alright then," she said softly smiling at the odd behaviour of the bird and taking the letter from it. It hooted loudly before taking off in the dark night.

She knew right away, it was from a person she had never had a letter before. She was excellent with handwriting, and could recognize anyone's instantly. She studied the envelope with her name written on it. The writing was neat like a girl's, but the letters weren't curvy enough. Curious about what's inside she quickly opened it. There was a letter. With an amused expression, she unfolded and read it. She smiled when she was done. She was expecting this. Luna was no Trelawny but she just had feelings for these sort of things. 'Draco Malfoy', she thought, ' well he needed to come to terms with his situation sooner or later, and if she could help him she would.'

She quickly scribbled back on a piece of paper

" Dear Mr. Malfoy,

I will be there. Dress Warm, it is supposed to be cold tomorrow.

Sincerely,

Luna Lovegood."

Authors Note: thanks for the reviews :) coming up - chap 3- meeting in diagon alley