Order Only - private message to Draco

[alt_daphne]

Remember when we first met, Draco? It was at the St. Mungo's Gala when we were both eight. Well, I think I was eight, and you were still seven. It was the year they had the special children's party, with the bouncy quidditch pitch and twenty-four flavours of fizzy squash. And you demanded that the elf serving the squash allow you to try all twenty-four flavours in the same glass at once. Oh, what a sour face you made, when you tasted it!

And even though I was eight, I thought to myself "oh, he's got such a sour face! I would love to be able to see what it took to make that sour-faced boy smile!" And I've been trying ever since. Hasn't most everyone?

I wish you would talk to me. I'm part of the group now, and you still haven't said anything to me. Even if you want to say something sour, that would be better than nothing, you know.

I'm so very glad that you are alive.

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[alt_draco]

Alright, Daphs?

I'm sorry I haven't reached out to you. I've been meaning to, and I've wanted to do so even before you joined the Order (though it was rather impossible at that time).

Figuring out what to say to you, now that you know how much I was keeping from you, hasn't been easy. I'm not looking for sympathy on that score, it's just the truth of it. It's been hard to figure out what to say to anyone, about anything. Except -

So much has happened. I don't know what I'm doing now. I mean, there's a plan, and there's know shortage of things to do.

It's hard to explain.

I can't believe you remember the twenty-four flavours of squash. I don't remember any of that. I do remember the bouncy quidditch pitch, though. That was well snitch.

[alt_daphne]

Honestly, Draco. There's nothing to explain. You've had your whole world turned up-side down in ways I can scarcely imagine. Now I feel guilty, whinging about how you won't talk to me when you've been through so much.

I just want you to know that you can talk to me, when you're ready. I know I can't really understand, but I can listen, if you need someone.

Or if you're finished talking and just want someone to have a laugh with, I'm quite good at that, too.

[alt_draco]

You're not whinging. You've got a complete right to be well put out with me. In truth, you've got a very accommodating and generous nature, and while I never intended to take advantage of it, I'm sure that I have done. As your anecdote about fizzy squash so aptly demonstrates, I do have a history of gluttony.

I promise not to take advantage of your nature again.

If you want to see me, you are welcome to come to 12G whenever you'd like - just say the word. It won't be an imposition, I know that everyone here would enjoy your presence. Knowing you, I'm sure you could ever charm Mr Snape.

But if you do come 12G for a visit, come for yourself and because you want to, not because of any continued obligation to me.

[alt_daphne]

Well I might as well come 'round for a visit when I've got a free moment. There's some people I still haven't been properly introduced to, after all - like the mysterious Mr Snape, for starters. And Hermione Granger.