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- PG-13
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- Astronomy Tower
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- Draco Malfoy Harry Potter
- Genres:
- Slash Romance
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- Multiple Eras
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- Philosopher's Stone Chamber of Secrets Prizoner of Azkaban Goblet of Fire Order of the Phoenix Quidditch Through the Ages Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them
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Published: 11/18/2003Updated: 07/08/2004Words: 7,850Chapters: 2Hits: 2,442
Correspondence
Lethe
- Story Summary:
- Post OotP. Wherein Harry writes letters, Draco wants his underwear back, Hermione and Ginny are up to something, and Remus makes no progress of any kind.
Chapter 02
- Chapter Summary:
- Correspondence - The art of reciprocal exchange of civilities; everyone is doing it, Hermoine and Ginny, Harry and Hermoine; Hermione Granger,Ginny Weasley And Tonks, Ron and Harry and even Draco and Harry. This is what ensues when two enemies begin to cross the border of animosity to friendship all because of correspondence....
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Owl
To Draco Malfoy From Harry Potter
Hogwarts Castle, North of England
3
September, 1997
Dear Draco,
I'm back at Hogwarts, but I suppose you knew that. It's freezing cold here already.
I can see my breath in the dungeons, which makes Advanced Potions even more
enjoyable than it already was. How did you stand it down there for all those
years?
How are you doing there? Are you on the Quidditch team? Are they good?
Quidditch is horrid this year, everyone I'm used to playing with is gone,
nearly. Ginny makes a wonderful Chaser, and Ron is improving.
Dumbledore had this rather poncey bloke in from the Ministry the other day to
"assess the castle defences" or some such rot. Anyway, I had to show
him the greenhouses and the forest boundaries and he kept complaining about
having to walk about in the mud and get his shoes dirty. It reminded me of you.
Oh, by the way, Hermione says to tell you that you are a nasty little toerag
and that you had better be glad Ron wasn't the one to find us together. Also
she can't imagine why I'd be writing to a pillock like you. I told her to shut
it. I think she's in shock.
I just offended my best friend of six years for you, you know.
Yours,
Harry
P.S. I miss you. It stands to reason that the minute you aren't annoying
anymore you also aren't here anymore.
Owl To Harry Potter From Draco Malfoy
Durmstrang Castle
6 September, 1997
Dear Harry,
Of course you miss me. I am sure that the Castle is entirely devoid of sunshine
without my presence. I hear that Crabbe and Goyle barely have the wherewithal
to trip a first year without my leadership.
You actually let Weasley play Quidditch again? Good heavens, Harry. You should
have told me sooner. I'll have Millicent and Pansy start right in on that giant
Gryffindor Losers banner for you.
Quidditch practise starts here this Saturday, but of course I've already been
assured a place on the team. I'm famous here, as it would seem they follow
Quidditch from other schools rather avidly. Of course no one's heard of you.
I think Granger's warming up to me. But you may tell her in return that the
thought of being "caught" with you by Weasley is rather
unthreatening. Weasley is as intimidating as shrubbery. Besides, we weren't
doing anything that was terribly inappropriate, now were we?
I am quite flattered by the fact that you defended my honour. I'm beginning to
think you like me, you know.
Yours,
Draco
P.S. Are you wearing it?
Owl To Draco Malfoy From Harry Potter
Hogwarts Castle, North of England
9
September, 1997
Dear Draco,
The castle is devoid of something without your presence. I'm not sure I'd call
it sunshine.
Pansy Parkinson was complaining at the top of her lungs the other day that you'd
promised to escort her to her "debut", whatever that is, and that now
you were off in the wilderness she'd have to go alone. Do you have a fondness
for lap dogs that you forgot to tell me about?
Congratulations on your worldwide fame. Don't forget, I've pictures of you
sprawled on your arse scowling from that game second year, in case you want to
hand out autographed photos. Your fans would enjoy them.
I shudder to think what you'd consider inappropriate, so I'm going to ignore
your question altogether. I can hardly blame Ginny for being surprised, but I
do wish she hadn't told Hermione. I can barely do with the looks the two of
them give me every time I get an owl.
You hardly helped matters, though, you didn't have to be QUITE so rude to
Ginny. Although I do admire your aplomb in the situation.
The look on Ginny's face was rather priceless.
I believe you're rubbing off on me.
Are your classes hard? Snape is killing us, I have ten chapters and a three
foot essay due tomorrow, not to mention a practical exam which I'm sure to mess
up. And McGonagall is no better.
Yours,
Harry
P.S. Yes, I'm wearing it. I'm beginning to think I like you too.
Owl To Hermione Granger From Ginny
Weasley
Hogwarts Castle, North of England
10 September, 1997
Dear Hermione,
I'm owling instead of talking to you in person because I haven't been able to
get rid of Ron long enough to talk to you about this privately. He even
followed me to the library the other day, and you know as well as I that Ron
never sets foot in the library unless he's made to. I told him I was looking
for you and he insisted on tagging along. I love my brother dearly but
sometimes he just doesn't get it.
I'm desperately worried about Harry, and about what we've done. I think it's
time we told someone what we think is going on. Well, what I KNOW is going on.
Walking in on Harry and Malfoy like that, oh, God, I'm still in shock. I
thought they were becoming friends, but it seems obvious that they're becoming
more. I feel like this is all because of us, if only we hadn't switched those
trunks... well, we have to tell Professor Lupin. I'm afraid to tell Professor
Dumbledore, and Mum will have kittens, that's all.
Do you think we can find time to be alone together? To talk about this?
To talk about anything at all?
Love,
Ginny
Note Passed From Hermione Granger to
Ginny Weasley
Well, no one can say you aren't dramatic. Ron rather NOTICED the great flapping
owl at breakfast, you know, and he recognized your handwriting, for all I tried
to tell him it was from Tonks. I had to go in the loo to read it. I swear he
almost followed me in here too.
Meet me in the common room tonight at eleven and we'll try to find somewhere to
talk privately. I'd borrow Harry's invisibility cloak, but you know how that would
go.
We're really going to have to tell your brother, you know. He's bound to figure
it out some time in the next few years.
I can't wait to see you.
Love,
Hermione
Owl From Draco Malfoy To Harry Potter
Durmstrang Castle
14
September, 1997
Dear Harry,
You've had a picture of me since second year? Do you have it taped over your
bed, or do you sleep with it under your pillow? How gratifying to know that the
Famous Harry Potter is one of my many longstanding fans.
Classes here are so much better than the drivel I was exposed to at Hogwarts.
I'm learning things that are actually of practical value.
Oh, speaking of Professor Snape, I've a bet on with Millicent Bulstrode that
you get signed up for remedial potions again within a month of term starting.
Be sure to let me know if you do, so I can collect.
Fine, then, I have a confession. I have an uncontrollable attraction to girls
who look and sound like yapping pugs. I just can't seem to help myself. You've
caught me. How oh how will I ever live this down?
Actually, I do have a bit of a real confession to make.
Everyone here is terribly pretentious and snobby and rich, concerned only with
themselves, very intelligent, and full of cleverly witty insults. In other
words, just like me. I feel quite at home with them.
But there's another sort missing. We don't have any of the brave, the foolish,
the members of the do-gooders brigade. The kind that help each other and are
kind to the elderly and small animals. The kind that have lovely though rather
myopic green eyes and a horrifying lack of grooming. I rather miss that sort,
you know.
Yours,
Draco
Scribbled in the margin of Harry's
Transfiguration text
Dra
Mal
Stop it Harry McGonagall's watching!!!
Shut up Hermione like you don't have Ginny's name all over yours!!
When did never mind that you shouldn't be writing
his name!!
Hermione loves Ginny loves Hermione loves
Don't make me transfigure your quill
into a toad!!
Leave me alone then I can write whatever I like. MALFOY!!
Do you have to look at me like that just because I wrote his name?
Hermione?
Owl From Hermione Granger And Ginny
Weasley To Nymphadora Tonks
15
September, 1997
Hogwarts Castle, North of England
Dear Tonks,
We told Harry everything. About how we switched the trunks, and why. He was
livid, but I think he's calmed down now.
Then he got the strangest look on his face, and he thanked us. Then he wandered
off.
Do you think we should tell Professor Lupin? Professor Dumbledore?
Please, write back and give us some advice.
Regards,
Ginny and Hermione
Owl To Draco Malfoy From Harry Potter
Hogwarts Castle, North of England
18
September, 1997
Dear Overly Inflated Ego That Looks Like Draco,
YOU MISS ME.
I just thought I'd point that out. Make sure that you were aware of it, and so
on.
I will have you know that I am not failing Advanced Potions, as much as Snape
would hate to admit it. And he can't even say I'm cheating, he made Hermione
sit clear across the room and put that Zabini git next to me, and he's always
trying to copy off my parchments and inching closer so he can see. Zabini, that
is, not Snape.
So, you'd better be owling Millicent Bulstrode those Galleons you owe her. I'll
be sure to tell her they're on their way.
It sounds as though everyone at Durmstrang is an exact copy of you. I suppose
it's a good thing you're aren't attracted to yourself. I mean, well, you're
not, are you? Attracted to people like you?
I can as good as hear you laughing at me now. Stop it. You know what I meant.
Dumbledore announced that we were having this stupid masked ball thing for
Halloween. Ron keeps asking who I'm taking, he's driving me nuts. I don't think
I'll be going. Are you having anything like that at Durmstrang?
Just to reiterate. YOU MISS ME.
Your biggest fan,
Harry
Note Passed From Ron Weasley To Harry
Potter
What did you get for question 13? I
don't bloody understand fire divination.
I think the answer's candle. Not sure. I fell asleep when she was going on
about it.
Thanks mate, I'll give it a go anyway.
So, did you decide who you're taking to the ball? Parvati's driving me bonkers
about that Turpin girl, she's dying for you to ask her. Do you fancy her?
No I don't think I'll be going, thanks anyway.
Is there someone else you want to ask?
No!!!
Hah!! I knew it!! Who is she? Is she
in our year? Have you asked her yet?
No!! I mean it, there's no girl I want to ask. I'm just not going.
It's not Hermione is it? Only she says
she's not going either. Looks suspicious, I think.
It's not anyone Ron now leave me alone!!!
Ok then. Fine. Don't tell me. Forget I
asked.
You're not still pining for Cho are
you?
Damn it Ron, no, it's not anyone, there's not a single person at Hogwarts I
want to take to that ball or anywhere else. Now drop it.
It's Krum, isn't it?
Hahaha. Very funny.
I wasn't joking, Harry.
Owl From Draco Malfoy To Harry Potter
Dear Harry,
I miss you? Hadn't noticed. Thanks so much for pointing that out.
We're not having a ball of any sort, as the faculty frowns on revelry, unless
it's a celebration, of sorts. And we've had nothing especially to celebrate
lately. Not that I'd be inviting anyone here to a ball if we were to have one,
as luckily for you I'm not attracted to good-looking, witty, rich people.
Do tell Zabini to stay on the Slytherin side of the room, as I feel sure that
wherever it's located is at least ten feet from you. No need to crowd your
personal space. Perhaps I'll write him and tell him myself. Oh, and if you need
a date for that ball or any other future outings I feel sure that Millicent is
free and will be happy to accompany you.
Our house colours here are burgandy and black, and I'm currently wearing a
lovely burgandy jumper. How Gryffindor-esque. I've never had a reason to wear
burgandy before, and I must say that I look quite as stunningly attractive in
burgandy as I do in green and silver. And black. Shame you can't see me.
I was up until two a.m. this morning reading a Batman comic that I coerced from
a third year with my beautifully elegant powers of persuasion. It was quite
good. This is entirely your fault, you know.
Yours always,
Draco
P.S. Oh, what is this utter nonsense I hear about you making the highest mark
ever on McGongall's Transfigurations final?
Author notes: Thank you to the lovely SupaN0va (www.livejournal.com/users/supan0va) for the story summary.