For my wifey, Ali, for the Gift Giving Extravaganza. Only two months late, right darling? *looks sheepish*

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For the Summer 2013 Wizarding Modly Forum-Wide Comp of Awesomeness on HPFC

Round: History of Magic

Option B.

House: Slytherin

To the mods: I would like scores from each category, please.

Word count: 1204.

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Sent: Evening, Friday, August 14, 1998

Miss Weasley,

As I'm sure you are aware, your performance with the Harpies has recently been generating quite the stir. I wish to inquire whether you would be amenable to the idea of an interview with me, for the sports section of the Daily Prophet.

Thank you for considering my request.

Draco Malfoy, Reporter for the Prophet.

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Sent: Morning, Friday, August 21.

Malfoy,

If you're going to sound like a stuck-up bastard the whole time, I'm not coming.

Ginny

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Sent: Evening, Friday, August 21.

Ginny Weasley,

I apologise for the tone of my last letter, but I find myself uncertain as to what you desire. Have I interpreted correctly, that if I am to cease such a tone, you will meet with me?

Draco Malfoy, Reporter for the Prophet

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Sent: Evening, Monday, August 24.

Malfoy,

God, you honestly don't even do it on purpose, do you? Try to sound like a normal person, instead of a fifty year old business exec, and maybe we'll talk.

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Sent: Evening, Monday, August 24.

Ginny,

Please, will you allow me to interview you for the Prophet? I need a piece on a deadline, and you could use the popularity boost. Mutually beneficial. Let me know.

Draco Malfoy

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Sent: Evening, Wednesday, August 26

Meet me at the Leaky Cauldron at seven this Friday. You're buying.

Ginny

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Sent: Evening, Wednesday, August 26

Ginny,

If I may, a request for clarification. Seven am, or seven pm?

Draco

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Sent: Evening, Thursday, August 26

D,

PM, you idiot. What sort of freak of nature is up at seven in the morning?

G

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Sent: Morning, Friday, August 27

Ginny,

I do not appreciate your insinuation. Please refrain from insulting me further.

Draco

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Sent: Morning, Friday, August 27

I only called you an idiot because you were being one. Stop and I will.

Ginny

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Sent: Evening, Friday, September 4

Draco,

Thank you. For that article. The things you said… I didn't expect… I just didn't expect it.

What do you say we try dinner again? And maybe… maybe not talk just about work this time.

Ginny

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Sent: Evening, Friday, September 4

Ginny,

I spoke only the truth in my article. There is no need to thank me.

…Weasley, did you just ask me out? (I'd like to clarify before I reply, you understand).

Draco

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Sent: Morning, Thursday, September 10

Draco,

God, you're a prat. Why do I keep talking to you? (rhetorical question, by the way. Don't you dare answer that.)

Yes, I asked you out. I seriously contemplated taking it back for that comment, but I'm not that sort of girl. For future reference, next time, just answer the damn question.

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Sent: Morning, Thursday, September 10

Ginny,

Yes.

The answer is yes.

Draco

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Sent: Morning, Friday, September 11

Dinner tomorrow?

G

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Sent: Morning, Friday, September 11

Ginny,

I will make reservations. May I pick you up? I don't know your address, however.

Draco

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Sent: Morning, Friday, September 11

Draco,

You may not know mine, but I know yours. I'll be at your place at seven. (That's PM, by the way. You know, in case you wondered).

Ginny

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Sent: Morning, Friday, September 11

Ginny,

Non-traditional, but I'm not sure I should have expected anything else.

And, for your information, I did not, in fact, wonder. I thank you for your concern, however.

Draco

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Sent: Morning, Friday, September 11

Awwww. You're so sweet. ;)

Sarcasm, my good man. Sarcasm.

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Sent: Afternoon, Friday, September, 11

Ginny,

I think it would benefit you to know that I do have a working knowledge of sarcasm, and my reply was, in fact, in the same tone. Perhaps you should brush up on your detection skills?

Draco

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Sent: Afternoon, Friday, September, 11

Are you actually getting sassy with me? I like it ;)

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Sent: Evening, Thursday, June 10

Ginny,

I know I haven't sent you a letter in a very long time. I haven't needed to, with the communicating on an almost-daily basis. Still, there are times I find that I can say in writing what I have difficulty saying aloud. So I am going to attempt this.

I am sorry.

I should not have taken what happened at work out on you. I was… angry. I was angry, and I wanted only to cause pain. I did not think of the consequences, and I hurt you, and for that I am sincerely sorry.

I cannot promise this will not happen again. I will attempt to endeavor that it does not, but I cannot promise, because much as I try to retain control at all times, I am… only human.

Please, please forgive me.

Yours,

Draco

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Sent: Evening, Thursday, June 10

Of course I forgive you, you idiot. Come home.

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Sent: Friday, July 9

Draco,

Tell your damn boss to stop sending you on these stupid trips. No more after this one, please. I miss you so much, and this… waking up to a message saying you're in the hospital and I can't even see you because you're halfway around the world is not allowed to happen ever again. No more covering contact sports. No more up close and personal with the athletes. No more getting hurt. Do you hear me?

I miss you.

Get better.

Come home.

Ginny

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Sent: Never

Written: Saturday, September 11

Ginny,

I'm never going to send this, but I'm so nervous my hands are shaking and I need to calm down, and I've found that sometimes the best way for me to do this is to write things down.

Tomorrow is our first anniversary — one year to the day of our very first date.

I remember it like it was yesterday. The first thing I thought when you showed up at my house was that you were so beautiful, and it surprised me, because I had such negative opinions of red hair at the time.

I didn't understand how red hair could gleam in the sun, could flit between dark ruby and flaming almost-orange. Didn't understand that red hair was beautiful.

You changed my opinion on that, just as you changed my opinion on so many things. I was changing before you, but you… I cannot put into words what you have done for me. You have made my life infinitely better, simply by being a part of it.

I have fallen in love with you. I know you know this. I have told you this, again and again and again. I like saying it. I like the feel of the words on my tongue. I like the way they taste, most especially when followed by your name.

I love you, Ginny Weasley.

And I want to marry you. I don't think you could possibly understand how desperately I want this — indisputable proof that you are mine, and I am yours. Against all odds.

The ring weighs heavily in my pocket. I cannot help but toy with it.

I don't know why I'm nervous, but I am. I am so, so afraid you'll say no. Because then where will I be?

Tomorrow, I will ask. Tomorrow, I will put my heart entirely in your hands.

I can only hope that you choose to keep it.

Always yours,

Draco.