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To my beloved Alice,
It's been years hasn't it? Since I last wrote to you? It's rather hard writing to you but I managed after Draco’s birth. You never replied to them when you were alive, must have been hard i must think. To see letters from someone who you used to kiss behind closed halls in the house that harboured your husband and son
Narcissa started pausing a little as she glanced out to look at Neville Longbottom in her gardan. The boy, now a man, was gardening.
You must be thinking why I am writing to you? Well in all honestly life granted some part of you back to me. Your son Neville is currently gardening in my garden. He seems to be fond of pink roses just like you. I still think you liked Red roses the most. You loved the red lipstick i used to lend you. You are the only women who ever told me I looked bad in pink lipstick but you adored giving me pink flowers. What would you say? “All flowers suit you Cissa, the same can't be said for make up”. You were such a prick.
Narcissa inhaled as gently as she could. She couldn't cry right now. She can't dwell on the past.
The Second war ended. Your side won. Congratulations. My husband is in Azkaban you see and my son is currently with you. Has he met you yet? Is he healthy? You son is. I still can't get over the fact that you got together with Frank Longbottom. After telling me again and again how you only had a crush on him, nothing serious. But i see even nothing serious can turn serious with time. Let's not talk about husband's then, sons…
Narcissa spared a glance to Neville, who turned to look at her. One single Pink rose with golden veins in his hand. He pointed at it with a grin. Narcissa smiled back before continuining to write.
….When Draco died in that fire. I was distraught. I wanted to die but at the same time… something reminded me of you. And I decided, if my dragon went to meet you. Knowing you, You must be taking care of him. I know you love. I know you. You must be taking care of my son. So i decided like always, that i must repay.
I helped Harry Potter. yes, your pupil, James Porter's son. Lied to the dark lord. I hope you would be proud of me. I know i did a vast mistake and chose wrong but that decision gave me Draco and it gave you Neville.
And now your son is with me. I wouldn't say I took him under my guidance properly. I am certainly also under house arrest. He is my auror in a way, but we talk alot about you. He likes knowing you through me and I like understanding you in a new idolising light.
Neville was making his way towards Narcissa.
I have decided to look after him. As much as I can. I love you Alice. Something I know I should have said years ago. Three words I regret never saying but I say to you now. Take care of yourself and take care of my Dragon. In the end, i understand, we.. you and me, just couldn't be. And that's fine. I love you still.
With all my love,
Your Narcissa
“I think these two would be the best for your vase” Nevilie showed Narcissa two flowers. One of the pink rose with golden veins and another was a pure white rose. Narcissa studied them properly. Alice and Draco. “I don't know why but… I feel magic on them”
Narcissa nodded silently before giving a small smile. “It's lovely, thank you Neville”
Neville grinned. “Pleasure is all mine”