Private message to Blaise

[alt_daphne]

Sally Anne's just told me...

Draco is dead. He tried to escape and that awful man murdered him.

He's dead and it shouldn't have been like this. Not Draco. He was going to be head boy, he was going to serve the Protectorate. He was the best at everything, almost always, and now he's gone.

Sally Anne didn't want me to find out from the papers. I didn't want you to find out that way, either.

Blaise, I don't know. I can't feel anything.

I'm afraid of what it will feel like when I do.

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[alt_blaise]

Daphs...

I just keep reading this and reading it. It's just not right.

It can't be.

How could-

Gods, I'm sorry.

You're sure?

[alt_daphne]

The Malfoys told Pansy, that's how Sally Anne knows. So she told me.

I don't think it would occur to the Malfoys to inform me.

They were supposed to find him and save him. Isn't that what they do? MLE, the Protectorate.. if they can't save someone like Draco, what are they good for?

[alt_blaise]

I don't know. None of this should have happened.

He was supposed to take his place with the Council. He was the one in our set, leading us all.

And then Teddy mucked about in everything and they're both gone?

Truly, what is all this for? All this... CCF, the Council, the Protectorate. If we're not- can't just live our lives and enjoy all of it? What have we been doing all this for?


I'm sorry. Are you-? You're not alone are you? I could come or we could meet somewhere? One of the parks? Feed the ducks, like we used to.

[alt_daphne]

I've been wondering all the same things, Blaise. Even before Draco disappeared. There are so many things I've never understood. Like why we had to endure people like the Carrows, and then Umbridge. And even CCF sometimes felt like we were being taught how to kill each other one day.

Why does an actress need to know how to kill someone?

Miss Jessup's out running errands, so I've got to stay with Queenie until she returns. I can meet you before supper, though.

It will be in the papers by supper.

He didn't love me, you know.

[alt_blaise]

Oh, Daphs.

He cared. I know he did. Only, not the way you'd hoped, I suppose. I wish-

Half-four, then? Meet me by the Serpentine, at the bridge, and we'll walk. And talk or not talk. Whatever you like.


I suppose I have to write something to his parents. Best do it now.

[alt_daphne]

Alright, I'll see you at the bridge.