Epilogue; Letter

Disclaimer: I don't owney, so you don't suey. And the line from The Only Exception belongs to Paramore.

Her last words to him after that time in his fifth year were burned into his memory. He almost couldn't count the times he had almost gone to her to seek refuge, but it never happened,

But now was a different story. Even four years after the battle it was still very hard to say aloud, even to his wife, that what he did was wrong, even though he believed with every cell in his body that it was.

He needed to do something, to apologise.

Putting down his glass of firewhisky Draco took out parchment, quill and ink. Smoothing the parchment out he stared at it for a while, trying to collect his thoughts.

Finally, after a lot of thought and deliberation he dipped the quill into the ink and wrote.


I hope you have gotten this far and haven't thrown this away as soon as you saw the return address. If you have, I thank you.

I must ask you if you could please not tell anyone about this, just Potter, Weasley and Granger if anyone. Please, if not for me, for Astoria.

I would like to say how much I regret not heeding your advice and hiding when I still and the chance, possibly even fighting for the right side.

Up until now I had sworn to myself that I'm content with loneliness, because none of it was ever worth the risk, or so I thought. I know now that could never be true. Humans are social creatures and I shouldn't have ever locked myself away.

And finally I would like to apologise. For everything. I know you probably don't want to hear it, but I am, and if you ever want this in person, you know where I am.

Forever in your debt,

Draco Malfoy


Somewhere many long miles away she took the envelope from the elegant owl. Flipping it over and seeing the return address she went and sat down in her favourite red armchair, knowing she'd probably need the support. She knew that if he was writing it would probably be serious.


Afterwards, she felt inside the envelope again and withdrew an ornate silver hair pin, inlaid with emerald green gemstones. One of a pair she realised she'd left on the shore of the lake those many years ago. The pair she'd lost but never found.

She thought of the button upstairs in her dresser. They all needed reminders sometimes.


A/N There you are, finished, my first multichip :p

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