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Crossing Lines	By : KJmom827 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 11000 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Dear Draco,

That feels a little strange to write. Anyway, I left the Owlery and came straight to my dorm to write you. I was sure I'd have so much to say, but now, putting quill to parchment, I'm not sure I've got anything to say. Is it silly that I don't know what to write to you? Especially after today, you'd think it would be easy. But, nothing ever is for us, is it?

I miss you, though you haven't even left the castle yet. I hope it's ok to send this to you tonight, I'm going to wait a while, though. I want to make sure you're there to receive it. I'm not sure exactly what time you are leaving. Probably should have asked that, huh?

So, maybe we should use these letters to get to know each other better? Things like, what's your favorite color? Does that sound too childish? I want to know everything about you though, so if it is, then maybe I am too…

What do you want to do after school? Something with potions, I'm sure, but what exactly? I'm not sure what I want to do… As you know I'm pretty good with defensive magic, so maybe home-warding? Or some kind of security business? I know I don't want to work for anyone else, I want to make my own way and set my own hours, so something I can build from the ground up, on my own. We still have time to decide though, so I'm not stressing myself over it.

Is it weird that while this is all so new, it feels like we've been just waiting for each other forever? It's like there was this part of me that was just lying dormant, until you opened my eyes. There was a part of my heart that was just sitting empty, waiting for you to come along and fill it. I mean, it's not full yet, but it wouldn't take much at all.

That's crazy, I know, mushy too, but I am just a girl after all, so maybe it's ok for me to be a little emotional about it? I'm going to hold back for a while though, play it safe, we both know how quickly this could explode and I'm not sure I'd recover if I gave you everything right now.

I want to though. Just so you know, I want to give you all of me with no reservations…

I know we said a few letters a night, but I really have to get back to the dorm, I'll be awaiting your reply tomorrow.

Yours For Now and Maybe Always

X.X

Love,

It's not silly at all that you had trouble writing me. I must admit that I was prepared to wait for your first letter and follow your lead on topics of conversation. I'm just glad you didn't make me wait long. Nothing has been easy for us thus far, but I think with time it will get easier. Maybe that's wishful thinking, but I can't help but think it, either way.

I miss you as well. My letters will not contain much concerning my visit home, but I expect you know that already.

I think our letters will be the perfect opportunity to acquaint ourselves with one another. My favorite color? Green, and not for the reason you might assume, though maybe I'm wrong, you are rather bright. I'd like to say, for the record, that it's been my favorite color since first year. It has remained so all this time, though my reasons have matured as I have. I imagine I don't have to point out that I'm telling you something rather important right now.

After school? To be honest I haven't thought much about it. At least not in terms of a career of my own choosing. I guess, if I had the chance to pick my own job, I would go into something concerning potions. Maybe a shop of my own? Or a hopefully lucrative business out of my home? The latter sounds the most enticing as it would allow more time to spend with my significant other. As well as allow me to 'set my own hours' as you said. It must also be said that my father wishes me to go into politics, though I have no inclination for the messy business myself.

I have been waiting for you forever, or at least since I first arrived at Hogwarts, in one way or another. I feel as if the whole of my time spent there has been centered around you. I'd like you to know though, that things aren't always as they appear, especially where you and I are concerned. As much as it worries me to say, I'm going to fill you in on a little secret of my own. Today, at the Owlery? That was the best reflection of what's been in my head for a couple years now. Everything else was just me in a role I didn't want.

I seem to be 'mushy' a lot as of late as well, so maybe we're both girls. Or maybe we're both finally where we need to be. One thing I know for sure is that I will do everything I can to claim that piece of your heart, as well as the rest of it. I probably shouldn't lay all my cards out so early, but you already have mine.

You are right that it could blow up in our faces, but what's life without a few risks? I want to explore every possibility when it comes to us, and I'm willing to risk everything, and in some ways, I already am. But that's not on you, I'm making decisions now that I would make with or without you. I think it to be of utmost importance that you know that. I don't want you to feel that you owe me anything for what I'm doing right now. This has been a long time coming, and though you've played your part, it was inevitable from the beginning. Maybe it was written in the stars even before my birth.

So, on to lighter subjects. What is your favorite color? Favorite song? Favorite book? Poem? Oh, and how do you take your tea?

Always and Truly Yours,

Draco

X.X

Dear Draco,

I hope you are right about this getting easier, life sure hasn't been that gentle with me to this point. I do have to say that things have been looking up recently though.

Really? Since first year? It's so hard to believe when I consider everything that's happened since then. Maybe you'll explain it better when you get back? I'd like to know just what's been going through your head for the last five years. I know you said the Owlery moment takes us back a couple years… But how far? And before that?

As you know, next weekend is a Hogsmead weekend. Maybe we could find a way to spend the day together? With most everyone out of the castle, it shouldn't be difficult. Unless, of course, you have other plans. In that case, we'll figure something else out. I would really like to talk to you though, in light of recent admissions on your part. Which, I am not frightened by, as I might have been a few weeks ago. I know you were probably concerned about that. I've decided to just take things as they come and get to know myself again right along with getting to know you.

I want desperately to hear about these decisions you're making, but I can wait. Or I can when I have to and I know this is a have to situation, though I'm not sure why. It does make me happy to hear that you want to explore what we are and what we could be though.

My favorite color is green as well, though it's a love hate thing and that explanation will have to wait until you are back here with me. As for my other favorites, I want to remind you that I grew up in a muggle household, so my favorites are influenced by that. My favorite song is Beast of Burden by a band called The Rolling Stones. The title kind of sounds like it could be a wizard song though, so maybe that's why I like it so much.

My favorite book is To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee. My favorite poem (though one of my friends might balk at the idea that I even have one, you know who) is "Where the Sidewalk Ends" by Shel Silverstein. What are your favorites?

Oh, and I take my tea with a spot of cream and lots of sugar. How do you take yours?

Waiting Eagerly For Your Response

X.X

Dearest Love,

One more day. I'm coming home tomorrow night and I absolutely can't wait. Have you come to a decision yet about that which you were to consider during my absence? The thought of handling it either way excites me beyond belief. It's entirely up to you.

Yes, since first year, but as I told you, my thoughts on the matter have matured quite a lot since then. I'll explain anything you want me to next weekend. Yes, I would love nothing more than to spend the day with you. Have you any idea how we might be able to spend the entire day alone? It almost sounds too good to be true.

I'm glad to hear that you aren't scared of us anymore. I promise you, there's no reason to be timorous. We will take this as slowly as you need. I'm not going to lie and say I want to take it slowly, but I do want you to be comfortable and sure of yourself (as well as me), so low and steady seems the best way to go.

I hate this, I want to be sitting across from you talking about this. Or maybe sitting behind you? My arms around you, and your head resting against my chest. Or the other way around, I'd be agreeable to that as well. I just want to be near you, hear your voice, kiss you. Other things as well, but those can wait. Speaking of those 'other things', I'd like to talk to you about that too. But, like so many things I'd like to say, I'll put that on hold too.

On to favorites. This might surprise you, but I'm not unfamiliar with muggle literature. Obviously my father didn't deem it important to learn muggle music, but even father has to admit that most of the best authors have been muggle.

So, my favorite song is Amortentia Dreams by the Cornish Pixies. The first time I heard it I thought of you, and I was only 11 at the time, so that should tell you something. Of course, I didn't quite understand why it was you I thought of., that didn't come until a little later.

I'm almost embarrassed to admit my favorite book, but since it's you, I'll do it. The Secret Life of Bees by Sue Monk Kidd. Don't ask why, I don't know. Maybe it was the hope it inspired in me? Maybe it was just because it was the first book I ever read entirely on my own and against my father's advice. He called it brainless drivel. He keep telling me that there were better books by better authors and I shouldn't waste my time on 'that nonsensical rubbish'.

My favorite poem is "A Dream Within a Dream" by Edgar Allan Poe. It kind of describes how I've felt about my life, at least until the last couple weeks. I finally feel like I'm holding tightly enough to that golden sand that it might not slip away…

I guess he really does know everything… I like my tea with cream and sugar as well, though I prefer them in equal amounts.

Go to bed, love. I'll see you tomorrow.

Missing You,

Draco
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