Losses beyond imagining

Chapter 4

Draco had been relieved that his father wasn't around when the post owl brought his mail, a few new replies to his advert. One of them was rather interesting: a single woman with a child, and even Muggle born. The tone of the letter had been a bit arrogant, like she was putting him in his place, but otherwise it was kind of thrilling. Perhaps he should write back to this one, if only to spite his father. He chuckled.

Although there had been some 'pure-blood' replies, they were all from women he knew already. Some of them were all right, but most were really just digging his name and, more so, the money that came with it. He no longer had any interest or patience for them. Draco wondered if he should look for a half-blood or perhaps a foreign pure-blood… To find someone with somewhat similar ideas, perhaps, without all the negative connotations that such thinking held here in Britain.

Someone who cared about traditions and all magical families, and bloodlines, without being hateful toward witches and wizards with a different background. Perhaps that would suit him; it certainly would his family…

Draco had never really done anything his parents didn't want him to. He was too afraid of his father to actually go against his wishes. He'd rebel a bit, but that was it, most of the time. However, he no longer respected his father as he had before. He had seen his father's fears and some of his shortcomings….

Perhaps this issue was worth challenging him for. Maybe saving the family name actually meant saving face…? And dating and eventually marrying a half-blood could provide exactly that… A Muggle born, however….? Draco shuddered at the thought.

Not that the thought stopped him from replying to her. He had no idea what he was getting himself into, yet here he found himself replying to her. Draco wondered if it was some late teen rebellion or something more serious… Was he really changing, or did he just wanted to get back at his father? Was he really interested in this unknown woman or just using her to prove a point? He didn't know the answer himself and that was the most unsettling of all.


The healer hadn't apologized for his behavior in the advert, but he had replied. Hermione found that at least somewhat encouraging. She remembered how Dumbledore often gave people second chances to prove themselves, Snape being but one example. Perhaps she should give this man a chance…

She continued reading the letter. He seemed genuinely interested in her and didn't mind that she had a child one bit. He didn't have children himself but was eager to have them eventually. In fact, his parents would love to finally have some grandchildren…

That had made Hermione chuckle, everyone had their issues, with or without kids thrown into the mix.

He had asked about her career and interests, and shared a bit about himself. He loved his job as a healer as it was challenging and very different from how he was raised. As a child, his parents had expected him to have power someday, but his teenage years had shown him that power was not always the best thing to aim for. Apparently, his longing for it had taught him that he shouldn't have too much of it…

Such personal insight reminded Hermione once more of Dumbledore. Of his youthful years. Power should be given only to those who do not seek it…

He sounded like someone with a story. Not perfect, but still someone she might get along with… Someone who perhaps didn't seek perfect (anymore). Hermione was intrigued…


And so their correspondence continued. Hermione began to look forward to receiving his owls and so did Draco at the other end. They laughed at the anecdotes they shared with each other and discussed more vital topics such as blood and rights for house elves.

He had even shared why his advert had been so stupid, with the struggle between him and his father… How it was hard to alter one's views, and how it was harder for his parents, being both more set in their ways, and in his father's case being quite ill, on top of that. It was hard not to please them now…

She had shared that she was proud of her Muggle background but that it had meant some serious adjusting to the Wizarding world and that it was occasionally hard that she couldn't share everything with her parents. That it stung that her parents-in-law were sometimes closer because of that… Both situations had their own specific disadvantages…

It was easy to talk to him and it felt like they were slowly becoming friends. It was hard to tell if it could develop into something more without meeting first…

Plus there were his parents, so focused on blood, and her daughter, and her own focus on total Muggle acceptance… Quite a few obstacles, but more so for a relationship than a friendship.

However, they both felt like giving it a try… Just to meet for once, and look one another in the eye… See who it was that had felt so close, so easy to relate to on paper…

They would each carry a Muggle classic called Pride and Prejudice. Draco had never heard of it before, and had hidden the book out of sight in the very back of his bedroom closet. It had been his first Muggle purchase ever… but that had been interesting in and of itself. He had needed strange money and the sparsely scattered pictures in the book didn't move, which had been a great disappointment (and a clear sign of magical superiority).

The book would be easily recognizable and that was the entire point. Easy to spot each other that way. They would meet for lunch in a lunchroom between St. Mungo's and the Ministry of Magic.

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