Rowan Manor
A large black eagle owl Landed in front of Harry, His breakfast interrupted. Harry took the parchment from its beak and it flew away.
"Its from Draco, he told Hermione.
Scar,
You are right, Do not write back to me. I'm always watched here. With you now. Will let you know when its right.
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"Thats interesting!" Hermione read it over his shoulder. "I hope he's okay, He is in a death eater strong hold."
"That's why the letter was short. He wants out.
Look at the last line." Harry Said confidently.
"I think he will let us know when to get him out.
He can't stay long, but he might find something we can use."
Lucius Malfoy, was in the den the time had come to plant the diary. The summer would do. He was in the library of his Manor, holding one his lords prized possessions, he was told if he disappeared, give it to a dim witted pure blood. Aurthur Weasleys Daughter would do well. Draco saw the notations his father made. He didn't know what that diary was but Potter would. It was time to take a stand and leave with the diary. But no owl he would go to Diagon Alley and use a post owl. Then disappear until they could come for him.
Draco was scared at best, he had the stupid diary, he could feel it. He wrote Potter and waited.
Scar
Have something you need meet me in Diagon Alley at Flourish & Blots hurry!
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