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Pre-Wedding Correspondence

Summary:

Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy both receive an invite to Luna and Ginny's wedding. It'll be the first time they've been together since breaking up, five years before.

A fic writen in owl letters.

Based on the following Exploding Snap! prompt: It's been five years since Harry and Draco have broken up and now the dumpee has figured out why.

Notes:

Ladderofyears wrote Harry.
Meowfoy wrote Draco.

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Work Text:

Draco.

You’re frowning at this parchment, I’m sure of it.

I can imagine how you look; the curl of your lips and the furrow of your brow. Of all the wizards in this world, I expect I'm the last person you imagined receiving an owl from today.

Still, I thought I ought to write.

You’ll have received your invitation for Ginny and Luna’s wedding now, I expect? We’ll be in each other’s company for the first time in five years. I hope we can make polite conversation rather than a scene.

We might have parted on bad terms, but please can we at least be civil?

~Harry.

 

Potter,

Yes, you read that correctly. Breaking my heart puts you back on surname only basis. I have not only received my invitation but I responded immediately that I would be attending. I would never miss such a joyous occasion; I am happy for our lovely friends even if I myself will never be married.

Of course, I will be civil, I am not the same boy and angsty teen that I was in Hogwarts, or have you forgotten how much I have grown? But regardless I will be there wishing the brides a marvellous, drama free day.

~Malfoy

 

Draco.

I haven’t forgotten anything. It might be five years but every day of our love affair is seared into my memory. You know how much I loved you.

I’ll bite: I was surprised you wrote that you’ll never be married. Why is that? France has many eligible bachelors that would surely love to slip a ring onto your finger.

Perhaps you are waiting for Zabini to make an honest man of you? The two of you were very close when we broke it off. I imagined that wedding bells were imminent.

See you at the wedding.

~Harry

 

Potter,

As much as I wish I could forget our love so that I might sleep better at night, I also remember every second of our lives together. You don't have to bite but if you really want to know I’ll tell you why I will never be married.

Apparently baring my soul, my fears and nightmares to someone wasn't enough to prove my love for them. So, the only person I ever wanted to marry, and could truly see myself having a life with, didn't want me. Therefore, I will never be married. Blaise is not my type.

~Malfoy

 

Draco,

Do you think I’VE forgotten? The lazy summer days? The lay-ins? Sitting together and talking until dawn? I loved you, Draco. I was utterly smitten.

That’s why your words cut me deeper than any Diffindo.

You say Blaise isn’t your type? Yet I know you were seeing him, whilst we were still together. I saw the pair of you, in Flourish and Blotts. I found notes where you’d arranged meetings. Merlin, but I even found holiday brochures, from that agency on Diagon Alley.

I’ve never felt such heartbreak.

~Harry.

 

Potter,

How thick can you get? I was always yours, even when we were in Hogwarts, I was yours. I never wanted anyone else. Were Blaise and I close? Yes. Because he was my best friend besides Pansy, and she isn't great at planning things. We were planning a surprise, destination wedding, for YOU and I. But I needed help with it because I am not a wedding planner, Blaise is.

I don't know why you couldn't trust me. I trusted you completely, but apparently that didn't go both ways. But that is the past now so forget it.

~Malfoy

 

Draco,

Very bloody thick, it would seem.

Five years. I can’t believe that I’ve wasted so much time. I’ve been such a fool.

It wasn’t that I didn’t trust you. I didn’t trust my luck. Everything between us was so brilliant, like all the pieces of my life had fallen into place. I was waiting for everything to go wrong; self-sabotaging my happiness like I always do.

I won’t ask you to forgive me, Draco. I suspect that broomstick has flown. Perhaps you’ll let me have the honour of dancing with you though, at the wedding? I might have been thoughtless enough to lose you, but please let me have a memory of holding you close, one final time.

~Harry

 

Harry,

Well at least you admit it, and it's good to hear that you trust me. I want nothing more than to be yours again, but I can't have you self-sabotaging us. I want you with every fibre of my being, I crave your love and your touch. I can forgive you, but I have a few conditions.

You need to get here and hold me as soon as possible. I want you to talk to me and visit a mind healer for things like self-sabotage, and next time you are ready...you ask me to marry you.

Love,

Draco

Notes:

Thank you for reading xxx