To Hell With Pretenses (An Owl to Draco)
To: Draco Malfoy
From: Pansy Parkinson
( I am sure that you have by now heard the news of my mother's and step-father's death. )
( I am sure that you have by now heard the news of my mother's and step-father's death. )
You are not weak to doubt me, you are strong and intelligent. If we are not able to understand that those around us--friends, acquaintances, lovers, alongside enemies--will sell us out then we have no right to stay on this Earth, breathing as we do. But I'm going to take this opportunity to tell you that whatever you may think of me it is more than likely wrong. Not even more than likely, I can guarantee that anything you thought you knew about my allegiances is no doubt a skewed version.
So I will meet with you. Would you prefer we meet somewhere private? You know you are more than welcome to stop by my flat at any time.
And my sincere condolences, Pansy. I respected your family, if nothing else.
Yours,
Draco
Draco signed his name with a flourish and read it over again. The ending was...blunt, he knew, not likely the kind of thing she wanted to hear. But it was what he thought, what he felt, and Pansy knew that he was never one to write about that which he did not feel. He was not going to say he was overly sad, because he wasn't, but he had respected the Parkinsons and fully intended to attend their funerals. Pay his final respects.
He sighed and set down his quill. There was a splodge on the ink, at the end of her name, that he knew must have been caused by her tears and he was sorry that he knew that. But how was he supposed to say that. Hey, Pans, I'm sorry you were crying because your family croaked? It wasn't the kind of thing one would write in a letter. And Draco knew no other way to phrase what he felt. So instead he didn't write anything more, no postscripts, no mention of it in the letter and simply slipped his letter into an envelope and tied it to his owl's leg.
Hopefully she was okay. Or rather, hopefully she would be okay.
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Yes, I think I will stop by your flat. I shall be staying in London tonight anyway; I cannot stand to stay in this empty house one day more.
- Pansy
P.S. - Thank you.
Pansy hesitated three times while writing this second letter to Draco. She hesitated to agree to meet with him in privacy, for though his letter had done much to comfort her, it did not fully by her confidence, and she still knew how easily he could set a trap.
Her second hesitance came upon telling him that she planned to stay in London that night, for the same lack of trust. And her third pause, upon telling him her reasons for staying in London. But she had already blubbered like a baby in her first letter, what really was the point in holding back any emotion from the second?
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