Love among the war
Chapter three
October 18th
Positive or negative shocked? I guess it would be weird to write your last name after that sentence…
I've got nightmares, too. Permanent. About him. About death. But sometimes I don't know what it was about. I just wake up and I'm scared for hell. Don't know what I've dreamed but I must have been something horrifically.
We get such letters, too. Did you notice that McGonagall sometimes at breakfast look like she's going to be ill? She also gets those letters. She gets lists with names of the dead and missing people. I'm almost glad that I don't know each name.
Never say it would be your fault. It's not your fault, Draco. He is. He's a tyrant and a mass murderer. No one, who serves him, has the chance to fight back. Not really. And if someone fights back, he'll be tortured.
I'm glad too that I don't hate you anymore. It's enough to bend my thoughts on the war. I can't also deal with our conflicts. Do you still hate me?
If you stand towards me on the battlefield – could you kill me?
Harry
October 25th
If you do it some more times, I guess, I would be positive shocked. I'm not accustomed to be called by my first name any longer.
Have you seen her face this morning? She has looked over the hall as if she looked for someone but I don't know who she was looking for. Do you know whom parents are dead? Many of them don't even know it… I think that's the only reason why I still read the letters of my mother. They are the proof that she's still alive.
I guess I know deep inside of me that it isn't my fault, but the feeling is there. Just as the wish to do something. I have the feeling that I'm hiding cowardly in Hogwarts while the war's raging outside. It must be much worse for you, isn't it? How can you hold out to be isolated of each fight if you are the one who have to kill him in the end?
No.
No, I couldn't do it. I could never do it, I guess.
Would you do it? Would you kill me, Harry?
Draco
October 29th
Draco, Draco, Draco.
I would never kill you.
November 1st
Shit, Harry, where were you? You looked horrifically this morning! What happened to you? And where's Weasley? And why is Granger crying all the time?
Draco
November 12th
Harry, please tell me what happened. You look terrible.
Eat some more.
November 19th
Harry,
I… damn, I don't like to admit but I'm worrying about you.
You look rather down.
November 25th
Harry,
Slowly but surely I think I am stupid. It's a bit like I'm talking to a wall but I do it anyway. Maybe you'll answer someday again.
I hope it. More than it's good for me.
My mother wrote me that Father has started to drink again. She detests alcool, I know. She seems to be overworked with the whole situation. Bellatrix is glad about something since some weeks but someone has forbidden her to speak about.
But the rest seems to be quite down.
Do you think it's going to stop? Maybe they give up…
Please answer.
Draco
December 7th
Ron's dead.
I'm missing him, Draco. I don't know what to do. I'm down.
December 8th
Harry,
My deepest condolences. I know he was your best friend.
Don't give up. It may sound hard but you don't have the time for mourning. You have to kill the Dark Lord. After that you can chill out.
December 12th
Do you know what you are spouting off, Malfoy?!
'You don't have the time for mourning', are you bloody mad? How tactless are you! That was my very best friend, bloody hell! I can't do it without him!
I would fail just before I've started!
Forget that damn 'chill out', you don't know anything about true friendship! Just because your friends does not mean everything for you, that doesn't mean that I feel the same!
December 14th
Back to our last names, aren't we? Very well, Potter!
Then I am going to say you something. You will finish this dammit war and you will win. You owe Weasley and the entire Wizarding world that. You're the bloody chosen one so do something! Show, that you earn that title, although you never wanted it!
You have no idea about my friends! You have no idea about anything of me so don't conceit yourself to know me, Potter.
I'm giving you the fucking kick you need to snatch up again before the entire world is going down in chaos so show some gratefulness!
December 25th
Dear Draco,
I'm sorry for what I've said to you. I was a nervous wrack, didn't sleep since some days and I guess that was the expected mental crack-up. You were right with what you said to me. I owe him to finish this war and I will do it.
To be honest, your letters were the only thing that keeps me off from freaking out so I hope you'll forgive me.
I wish you a merry Christmas, Draco.
Harry
December 26th
Harry,
I forgive you. I guess it was really to be expected that you freak out.
I wish you merry Christmas, too.
Draco
P.S.: Thank you for that [] – if I'll ever have time for Quidditch again.
December 27th
Shit, Draco, where did you get that book?
Hermione has searched since weeks for it, but she never found it!
Thanks!
I'm glad you're happy about the set. I got the same some years ago and it worked very well.
I don't see you at school any longer, are you yet at home? How are you?
Harry