Chapter 8
Dear Hermione,
I appreciated you coming in on Thursday, as it calmed my nerves a considerable amount. I did so love the funny stories you told me about your friends Ron and Harry! I cannot believe that you asked them both to spell constitutionally and Harry used the spellcheck! I hope I did not bore you with my tales of my thorough-bred peacock Ostendere. His name, as I think I mentioned, means ostentatious in Latin. But those dreaded nerves have struck me once again as the trial is tomorrow. I, of course, have complete faith in your evidence but I cannot help but wonder if the judge will be prejudice? I have now realised that there is no guarantee that we will win! So I'm going to come clean…It was I who ordered Draco to put you on my case. I had been watching you for many years, and I was taken by your beauty and your intelligence and I simply could not resist myself. I had hoped that when confronted with me, you would see the man behind the mask. I apologise yet again for causing you any discomfort, but I thank you for every moment we have shared together and for the realisation that you can find light in any darkness if you only have faith. Good luck tomorrow!
Never TRULY yours,
Lucius