He went downstairs, bringing the remaining letter with him. He went back to the kitchen. Draco suddenly remembered the day he dreamt about a girl, telling him to find for y/n. He never told y/n about it because he knew it wasn't important anyway.
As he sat down, prepared himself a tea to start his afternoon. It's already 3 in the afternoon, he wasn't even finish reading her letters.
the fifth letter
Dear Draco,
I think it was sixth year? (I'm not sure) But what I only remember is that my parents were frustrated to see me again escaping away from them, and then they decided to homeschooled me (it was boring than beauxbatons)
I may have earnt an nickname from my parents because the way I behave. Other than that, let's talk about your sixth year... I know it's difficult to talk about. But I know you, Draco. You're not a bad guy. Deep inside, I know a Draco who's a real softie. It's like a cookie, all soft and warm.
One mistake doesn't define you, Draco. You can still change it. If you're ready, I'll be here with you. You can change the world a better place. You and I can change it. You and I can write it, Draco.
Changing the world with you,
Y/N GUILDFORD.
YOU ARE READING
malfoy's ring // d.m
Fanfiction"Why do you love that ring so much?" "Because it was given by her," He said, tears were now flowing through his eyes. 𝑻𝒘𝒐 𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆. 𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒓. 𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 draco malfoy x reader *** DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of the characters...
