Dearest Eyre,
I hope your summer has proven relaxing after the year we have just experienced at school. I am afraid that my current situation will not allow me to receive letters as I am required to 'fear for my safety' or some such nonsense. Regardless I will continue writing to you as often as I can, and I hope we can continue our conversations in the coming year.
Luckily for me I was able to purchase the upcoming school books last week, meaning that I will at least have something to do while I am adjusting to my new living conditions.
Have you begun your reading yet? I can only imagine that you have based upon the conversations between us. I can tell that you are a rather brilliant young maiden who can do amazing things in this world if you are given the chance to do so.
Speaking of which, have you thought about future career paths? I have heard rumors that the third year is when most of the electives are unlocked, if you are that age you should consider taking one or two of them.
I understand that last year was rough for you my dear, and I do so hope this summer proves to be better than your previous one. If it was my choice I would have liked to have spent some of it with you, perhaps on a faraway island or a sandy beach. Nothing but the warm sand, sunshine, and peaceful crashes of the waves, besides us of course.
Laying on the beach reading, your skin warm to the touch. Walking along it in the moonlight during the evenings, with the light reflecting in your eyes.
Have you ever been on a tropical vacation? I personally have not, in fact I have never been out of England, or on any official vacation. I suppose this year is slightly different since I will be moving around quite a bit but I would be reluctant to call it a 'vacation', more like a forced summer of relocation.
If you have not already heard there is a 'dangerous' man on the loose by the name of Sirius Black. He is wanted for several counts of murder and treason, though I doubt he would have any reason to come after you I do so hope you stay safe. I would be devastated if something were to happen to you my dear.
I count the days until we can have our next face-to-face chat, until then remember that you do have those who care for you.
Yours,
Lord Rochester
The bookworm reread the letter a few times, before giving a girlish squeal and holding it close to her chest. He hadn't abandoned her, the only light in her life had not yet given up on her happiness. She was rather saddened by the fact she could not write back to him but that just meant she would need to make a list of things to talk about when they next met. Perhaps it was better this way, considering she normally dominated the 'bathroom' conversations.
Still there was something else in his letter, something that sent her pulse racing and putting a blush on her face. A slight flirtation in his words… something that she had long since began to think and fantasize about.
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"Father, I wish to speak with you about something."
"Oh, and what is that Draco?"
"I heard rumors that Sirius Black has escaped."
"He has"
"I would like to request that we offer protection to Harry Potter this summer, surely Black would not…"
"I will not entertain the boy who defeated my Lord in my own home, Draco."
"But father he is powerful, I informed you last summer that…"
"You told me what you saw not what is true. Your knowledge and skill in the magical arts have not matured enough to understand what true power is Draco. Rumors are being whispered amongst those of us not in Azkaban that the Dark Lord is working on his return. When he does you will be taking the Dark Mark as my heir."
"I have already pledged my allegiances father, I will not forsake my oaths."
"You are a child Draco. You know not what you were doing, you will show your loyalty to the Dark Lord upon his return. If you insist on continuing communication with Potter then you will use this friendship to turn him over to our Lord's whims."
"I will not!"
" Draco " the elder Malfoy growled as he grabbed his son by the front of his shirt, in menacing fashion. "I grow tired of this fantasy you have created concerning Potter. You will respect your betters!"
"I do respect them father, and hopefully one day you see that before we end up on opposite sides of…"
The slap that echoed through the room was the only indicator of how Draco found himself lying on the floor, a red mark across his face as his father stared coldly down at him.
"This year Draco… this year you will see the folly in your ways and take the Mark. This year you will understand where your place is, and who your true Lord is."
With that the man turned and departed, leaving Draco to slowly pick himself up while muttering under his breath.
"One of us will…"
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