All my love
Title: All my love
Author: xwrackspurt
Rating: PG (only one bad word used)
Prompt set: 50.4 ( Prompt table)
Prompt: 010 - writing
Word count: 1687
Summary: A selection of letters that were sent over many years.
Dear Draco,
I don’t entirely know why I’m writing this letter but it’s got to the point where I’ll do anything to try and get rid of this empty feeling inside me. Hermione has been reading up on how different people cope with situations like this and she seems to think it will help me, she’s been so supportive lately. Different people cope in different ways and I’m hoping that this will be my way. I don’t want to feel like this any longer. I don’t think I’m quite ready to move on just yet, but I know I need to. Sitting here and doing nothing but think of you is driving me mad. I hate what I’ve become. I’m not the girl I used to be.
I miss you, I really do. I wake up every morning expecting you to be lying there by my side, snoring lightly although you would never admit that you did - “Malfoy’s don’t snore.” Every time I turn a corner I expect to see you there waiting for me. When I’m alone and I hear noises I always run to the door because I think it’s you, returning home, returning to me. It’s never you and I’m left feeling alone again.
All my love, Ginny.
Dear Draco,
It’s me again. After writing the first letter I felt a little comforted and so I’ve decided to write again, even though you’ll never read it. Today was the first Sunday lunch at The Burrow that I have attended since you left. Everyone seemed to be tiptoeing around me which scared me a bit, I’m not used to people being like that. Even Fred and George were being polite. I was hoping everything would be normal, like how it used to be, all laughter and jokes. I don’t want everyone to watch their tongue around me, in case I get upset and start crying again. I’m not going to break.
It didn’t last all day though. Just before I was about to leave for our - my flat, Ron made some nasty comment about you and I just snapped and hit him. I didn’t even bother reaching for my wand, my fist just flew out. I suppose that’s why they watch what they say around me, and that’s the only thing I didn’t want anyone to say and yet that was the one thing he did. It’s alright when he insults you when you are around to defend yourself but you’re not here and so he doesn’t have the right. I just don’t think he realises how much you mean to me, even now. It was hard on him when we got together and he didn’t understand how I could love a filthy Slytherin.
All my love, Ginny.
Dear Draco,
I hope you are alright where you are, wherever that may be. I was hoping to pay a visit but I haven’t had the strength. Each time I get near, I start to cry and have to turn back. I’m wondering whether I should have really been in Gryffindor. Gryffindor’s are supposed to be brave and be able to face anything that life throws at them. I’m not being very brave at the moment. Hermione has offered to come with me, but I always refuse her offer. It’s something I need to do on my own, when I can manage it. Besides, you never liked her anyway and I don’t think you’d want her there and I don’t think she’d want to be there either. It would be nice to be near you again. Maybe next week.
Do you ever think about me? Can you see me from where you are? When I’m alone at night I like to pretend that you are watching me and I smile to myself, even if it is for a second.
Harry keeps looking at me whenever I go round to the flat he shares with Ron. I don’t know why he’s doing it and it’s making me feel uncomfortable. I might actually talk to him about it, try and get him to stop. Maybe he doesn’t realise he’s doing it.
All my love, Ginny.
Dear Draco,
I need to get away for a while, away from everything, especially Harry. I went around to talk to him and he told me he’s still in love with me and he wants us to get back together, give our relationship another chance. He needs to realise that I moved on and he can’t live in the past. He was the one that dumped me for some noble reason and never bothered to give me a proper explanation. He wanted to protect me. What a load of bullshit, I was already a target and how would You-Know-Who and his Death Eaters know that we had split up? He threw everything away that day and he has to live with that. I told him that and I felt so guilty - he looked crushed.
I saw your mother today. She looks terrible, like she’s not sleeping. She misses you a lot too, you’re her only son and now you’ve gone and she’s taken it very badly. Please try and find a way to let her know you’re there, let her feel your presence as I’m sure it will comfort her and help her sleep easier at night. Don’t worry about me, I’ll be fine. I’m not that important anyway. I still miss you and I hope we’ll see each other again someday.
All my love, Ginny.
Dear Draco,
Don’t be mad at me, please. I got invited out for dinner tonight and I accepted. I think it’s about time that I try and get on with my life, try to move on. It’s been well over a year since you left and I need the company, I need to feel loved again. He’s never going to replace you and I don’t think he’ll try to. Don’t worry, it’s not Harry, but I still feel like I’m betraying you or something, like I’m cheating on you. I hope you understand and I know you’d want me to be happy again and this would make me happy, or at least happier than I have been.
It’s Zacharias Smith, he was a Hufflepuff at Hogwarts. He was a complete and utter git back then but I’m sure he’s changed. Anyone can change and you proved that. He reminds me a little of you, with his blond hair and grey eyes although your hair is much lighter than his and your eyes were a different shade of grey.
All my love, Ginny.
Dear Draco,
It’s been a while since I last wrote to you, but I’ve been busy. I’ve still been thinking of you a lot, but I’ve got a new job which keeps me busy and I’m still seeing Zacharias, so I haven’t been able to sit down and write. He’s actually quite sweet and he treats me well. The last few months have been good, I’ve started feeling like a real person again.
Tomorrow I’ll be moving out of our - my flat and into a new one with Zacharias. It’s going to be strange, I have so many memories of that place and I’m not sure I want to leave them behind but I can’t keep living in the past. Everyone keeps telling me that, like they don’t think I know that already. Sometimes I think Luna is the only one who has any kind of idea what I’m feeling. Besides I’ve promised myself that I’ll have a fresh start and this will be it.
All my love, Ginny.
Dear Draco,
It’s strange to think that I’ve been married to Zacharias for three years now, it feels strange that I even married him to start with. I don’t love him. I like him but that’s not nearly the same as love. Deep down, I think he knows that I don’t love him but he loves me so he tries not to mind too much. I see the sad looks he gives me when I wear your old Quidditch shirt. It must be hard knowing that you only come second best. I hope he doesn’t know that whenever I’m with him I pretend he’s you. I’m trying to love him, and maybe I will if I give it more time, but all I can think of is you. Six years since you’ve been gone and I still can’t fully move on. How long is it going to take? Maybe I need to stop writing. I’m 30 now, I can’t keep living in a dream world. I need to wake up and face reality. I guess I have to say my final goodbye.
All my love, Ginny.
Dear Draco,
I’m really sorry I didn’t write for so long. I thought I was doing the right thing but no matter how much I tried to forget, I couldn’t. I hope you haven’t forgotten me, it’s been years and now I’m old and have a family of my own who loves me, but I still keep wondering about us. It won’t be long now, I’m coming for you and we can be together for the rest of time. I can feel it in my bones, my time is nearly over and then we’ll be reunited. Please wait for me.
All my love, Ginny.
It was a stormy day when Zacharias Smith was sorting through his wife’s belongings. It had taken him a while, but now was the time to sort it out, he had grieved for the life lost and now he needed to move on. He opened up the draw which she had never allowed him to look in before and pulled out a box full of letters. After reading them he sat down on the bed and let them drop to the ground. He had always known, deep down, that she had never forgotten him or stopped loving him even after his death but to see the evidence in front of him was just painful. Well, at least she’s with him now and happy.
Author: xwrackspurt
Rating: PG (only one bad word used)
Prompt set: 50.4 ( Prompt table)
Prompt: 010 - writing
Word count: 1687
Summary: A selection of letters that were sent over many years.
Dear Draco,
I don’t entirely know why I’m writing this letter but it’s got to the point where I’ll do anything to try and get rid of this empty feeling inside me. Hermione has been reading up on how different people cope with situations like this and she seems to think it will help me, she’s been so supportive lately. Different people cope in different ways and I’m hoping that this will be my way. I don’t want to feel like this any longer. I don’t think I’m quite ready to move on just yet, but I know I need to. Sitting here and doing nothing but think of you is driving me mad. I hate what I’ve become. I’m not the girl I used to be.
I miss you, I really do. I wake up every morning expecting you to be lying there by my side, snoring lightly although you would never admit that you did - “Malfoy’s don’t snore.” Every time I turn a corner I expect to see you there waiting for me. When I’m alone and I hear noises I always run to the door because I think it’s you, returning home, returning to me. It’s never you and I’m left feeling alone again.
All my love, Ginny.
Dear Draco,
It’s me again. After writing the first letter I felt a little comforted and so I’ve decided to write again, even though you’ll never read it. Today was the first Sunday lunch at The Burrow that I have attended since you left. Everyone seemed to be tiptoeing around me which scared me a bit, I’m not used to people being like that. Even Fred and George were being polite. I was hoping everything would be normal, like how it used to be, all laughter and jokes. I don’t want everyone to watch their tongue around me, in case I get upset and start crying again. I’m not going to break.
It didn’t last all day though. Just before I was about to leave for our - my flat, Ron made some nasty comment about you and I just snapped and hit him. I didn’t even bother reaching for my wand, my fist just flew out. I suppose that’s why they watch what they say around me, and that’s the only thing I didn’t want anyone to say and yet that was the one thing he did. It’s alright when he insults you when you are around to defend yourself but you’re not here and so he doesn’t have the right. I just don’t think he realises how much you mean to me, even now. It was hard on him when we got together and he didn’t understand how I could love a filthy Slytherin.
All my love, Ginny.
Dear Draco,
I hope you are alright where you are, wherever that may be. I was hoping to pay a visit but I haven’t had the strength. Each time I get near, I start to cry and have to turn back. I’m wondering whether I should have really been in Gryffindor. Gryffindor’s are supposed to be brave and be able to face anything that life throws at them. I’m not being very brave at the moment. Hermione has offered to come with me, but I always refuse her offer. It’s something I need to do on my own, when I can manage it. Besides, you never liked her anyway and I don’t think you’d want her there and I don’t think she’d want to be there either. It would be nice to be near you again. Maybe next week.
Do you ever think about me? Can you see me from where you are? When I’m alone at night I like to pretend that you are watching me and I smile to myself, even if it is for a second.
Harry keeps looking at me whenever I go round to the flat he shares with Ron. I don’t know why he’s doing it and it’s making me feel uncomfortable. I might actually talk to him about it, try and get him to stop. Maybe he doesn’t realise he’s doing it.
All my love, Ginny.
Dear Draco,
I need to get away for a while, away from everything, especially Harry. I went around to talk to him and he told me he’s still in love with me and he wants us to get back together, give our relationship another chance. He needs to realise that I moved on and he can’t live in the past. He was the one that dumped me for some noble reason and never bothered to give me a proper explanation. He wanted to protect me. What a load of bullshit, I was already a target and how would You-Know-Who and his Death Eaters know that we had split up? He threw everything away that day and he has to live with that. I told him that and I felt so guilty - he looked crushed.
I saw your mother today. She looks terrible, like she’s not sleeping. She misses you a lot too, you’re her only son and now you’ve gone and she’s taken it very badly. Please try and find a way to let her know you’re there, let her feel your presence as I’m sure it will comfort her and help her sleep easier at night. Don’t worry about me, I’ll be fine. I’m not that important anyway. I still miss you and I hope we’ll see each other again someday.
All my love, Ginny.
Dear Draco,
Don’t be mad at me, please. I got invited out for dinner tonight and I accepted. I think it’s about time that I try and get on with my life, try to move on. It’s been well over a year since you left and I need the company, I need to feel loved again. He’s never going to replace you and I don’t think he’ll try to. Don’t worry, it’s not Harry, but I still feel like I’m betraying you or something, like I’m cheating on you. I hope you understand and I know you’d want me to be happy again and this would make me happy, or at least happier than I have been.
It’s Zacharias Smith, he was a Hufflepuff at Hogwarts. He was a complete and utter git back then but I’m sure he’s changed. Anyone can change and you proved that. He reminds me a little of you, with his blond hair and grey eyes although your hair is much lighter than his and your eyes were a different shade of grey.
All my love, Ginny.
Dear Draco,
It’s been a while since I last wrote to you, but I’ve been busy. I’ve still been thinking of you a lot, but I’ve got a new job which keeps me busy and I’m still seeing Zacharias, so I haven’t been able to sit down and write. He’s actually quite sweet and he treats me well. The last few months have been good, I’ve started feeling like a real person again.
Tomorrow I’ll be moving out of our - my flat and into a new one with Zacharias. It’s going to be strange, I have so many memories of that place and I’m not sure I want to leave them behind but I can’t keep living in the past. Everyone keeps telling me that, like they don’t think I know that already. Sometimes I think Luna is the only one who has any kind of idea what I’m feeling. Besides I’ve promised myself that I’ll have a fresh start and this will be it.
All my love, Ginny.
Dear Draco,
It’s strange to think that I’ve been married to Zacharias for three years now, it feels strange that I even married him to start with. I don’t love him. I like him but that’s not nearly the same as love. Deep down, I think he knows that I don’t love him but he loves me so he tries not to mind too much. I see the sad looks he gives me when I wear your old Quidditch shirt. It must be hard knowing that you only come second best. I hope he doesn’t know that whenever I’m with him I pretend he’s you. I’m trying to love him, and maybe I will if I give it more time, but all I can think of is you. Six years since you’ve been gone and I still can’t fully move on. How long is it going to take? Maybe I need to stop writing. I’m 30 now, I can’t keep living in a dream world. I need to wake up and face reality. I guess I have to say my final goodbye.
All my love, Ginny.
Dear Draco,
I’m really sorry I didn’t write for so long. I thought I was doing the right thing but no matter how much I tried to forget, I couldn’t. I hope you haven’t forgotten me, it’s been years and now I’m old and have a family of my own who loves me, but I still keep wondering about us. It won’t be long now, I’m coming for you and we can be together for the rest of time. I can feel it in my bones, my time is nearly over and then we’ll be reunited. Please wait for me.
All my love, Ginny.
It was a stormy day when Zacharias Smith was sorting through his wife’s belongings. It had taken him a while, but now was the time to sort it out, he had grieved for the life lost and now he needed to move on. He opened up the draw which she had never allowed him to look in before and pulled out a box full of letters. After reading them he sat down on the bed and let them drop to the ground. He had always known, deep down, that she had never forgotten him or stopped loving him even after his death but to see the evidence in front of him was just painful. Well, at least she’s with him now and happy.