Draco's POV

After the 2nd Wizard War, my father had a trial and was sent to Azkaban. My mother and I were freed from our charges. We didn't really want to do the horrible things we did, we were forced.

When my father was sent to Azkaban and there was no one to take care of our company, I took over. I worked hard, day and night, remembering the things my father taught me about doing business.

Life was hard, but gradually, it became easier.

I was sitting on the couch, enjoying my hot cup of coffee when I heard a distinct pecking noise outside the window.

As I peered across the room at the window, I could see a the shadow of a figure standing on the windowsill through the curtains.

I pushed the curtains to the side and saw an owl. It was a large owl that measures 15 inches tall. Its feathers were light brown and the eyes gray. I would recognize this owl anywhere. It was Amber, Blaise's owl.

I untied the letter from its leg while giving it some food. I sent it back to Blaise after it had finished eating.

I sat back down on the couch and opened the letter. I started reading it while sipping the hot liquid, filling myself with the wonderful aroma as I read.

Hi, Draco,

I sent this letter to you because I need your help, well, my cousin Matteo does, anyway. In a month's time, he is going to get married to the woman of his life. Every detail of the wedding was planned perfectly.

One day, well, night actually, his best man was drunk from too much firewiskey and wasn't himself. He got into a fight with three people and got some bones broken. He had to stay at the hospital for 5 months minimum and couldn't go to the wedding.

Matteo asigned me as the best man, but the problem now is my position will be empty. So will you do the honors of taking my place for his wedding?

Your best friend,
Blaise Zabini.

Blaise and I haven't seen each other for a long time now. Of course, I am more than willing to help him, or his cousin, as he said in the letter.

I walked upstairs to my study and grabbed a piece of parchment, a quill, and an ink bottle. I wrote my letter to Blaise:

Hey, Blaise,

I have received the letter you sent. I would be happy to take your place in the wedding. It has been a long time since we have met, over two years, I suppose. It would be good if you can come to my flat and visit me. We've got a lot of things to catch up on. I would like to know more about the wedding.

Sincerely,Draco Malfoy.

I climbed another flight of stairs and turned right down the hall. I entered the room where the owls were kept and chose a gray-furred, green eyed owl named Bella.

I tied the message on her leg and said, "Blaise Zabini." It flew away, towards Blaise's direction.

I went back to the comforts of my chair, sipping the warm coffee. I looked around the room.

I have lived here ever since I graduated from Hogwarts. I moved out of the Malfoy Manor and in to a flat in Muggle Lindon near the station I went to since I was still eleven, which is here.

Now that I live in Muggle London, I don't think it was as bad as how ny father described it to be. It was just the same as the wizard world, only without magic. The people here are nice, except some think magic is just a myth.

Instead if magic, they use a source called electricity to make things move and work. It's quite impressive actually. I bought a muggle object myself. It's called a cellphone. Some people think I'm old because I haven't heard of one. I need it for my business to communicate with my collegues who also have one (or more).

On the two years I have stayed here so far, I've seen plenty of students walk in the station from my bedroom window.

I knew they were students because 1.) They have really large luggages, 2.) They always have with them either a cat, a toad, or an owl in a cage. and 3.) They keep their hands in their pockets where their wands are.

Some of them are accompanied by guardians. Some of them are in groups.

It brought back many memories when I was still in Hogwarts and was a student myself.

In first year, a troll was snuck in to Hogwarts during the Halloween feast by one of Voldemort's cronies.

In second year, some students, a cat, and a ghost was petrified, including Hermione.

In third year, I was puched in the face by Hermione, it was quite funny considering both of us are friends now.

In fourth year, I watched as Harry Potter won the Triwizard Tournament and Cedric Diggory was killed.

In fifth year, Umbridge came and taught (made us read) Defense Against the Dark Arts.

In sixth year, I was forced to kill Dumbledore but I didn't, I helped him escape instead and lied to the Dark Lord, weird thing he didn't suspect a single thing.

In seventh year, the final year that I attended in Hogwarts, the only good memory I got was the ball. I danced with Hermione all night long wearing a mask to hide my identity, not caring who would see us together. I enjoyed that time. After that, things went from romantic to dramatic when the masks were removed.

I remembered the night of the graduation, Hermione graduated with top honors, I was just second, but I was ok with that.

The only thing that mattered to me at that time was seeing her again. I remembered seeing Hermione for the last time. She was the one who made my whole year eventful. I was going to miss her. I can't help but develop feelings for her, no matter how hard I try to deny that feeling. I could still remember what happened.

~flashback~

"Congratulations, again to all the graduates for this year. I wish you good luck on your future careers. Good evening to all of you," Dumbledore finished his speech and also the ceremony. Everyone clapped their hands.

Some had tears streaking down their cheeks as it was the last day for them at Hogwarts, also because it tomorrow was the last day for the batch to be together.

Hermione was sitting beside me, dabbing her eyes with tissue. I slipped my hand into hers, "Come on, Hermione, don't cry."

She squeezed my hand tight, "I can't help it, Draco. I won't be seeing everyone that much anymore. I can't bear to leave Hogwarts, it has become my home."

"Don't worry, Hermione, I'm sure wherever you will go, you might sometimes see any of us."

"Thank you, Draco," she whispered,"Most of all, though, I will be missing you the most," she said as more tears fell.

"I'll miss you, too, Hermione. I'm sure we will see each other in the future. I could feel it, our destinies will cross paths someday."

Without warning, she wrapped her arms around me tight, almost making me topple over the chairs. I can hear her sniff.

"I don't want to leave you."

I hugged her tight, not wanting to let go, as if that was the last thing I would do.

"Me neither, Hermione, me neither."

The next day, we all left, taking one last glance at the castle (school) that became our second home.

~end of flashback~

I sighed, thinking of that day. I sure wish I could meet Hermione again. My feelings for her still haven't changed.