A/N: Hey everyone! Hope you guys liked the last oneshot. I wasn't too sure that you all will like it since I hadn't really written anything like that before. But, I guess it turned out to be okay, and that's good because I really enjoyed writing that. Anyways, here's the second part of it. And though it is the second one, it's not really connected to the first one. And, so please don't get confused if the events mentioned in these letters will be different. Read the A/N at the end to find out when the next oneshot will be out. On with the chapter!

First year...

To the boy who ran away from the forest 

First of all, let me tell you how cowardly you are. 

You were the one responsible for our detention, and you blame it on us. And then, you have got the nerve to run away from there, even when you knew how dangerous it was for someone to be left alone there.

If something had happened to Harry, you would have been asking McGonagall to give you more detentions rather than have my wand pointed at you. 

As if challenging Harry for that Remembrall wasn't enough. But I guess, it was fine since you indirectly helped him, and the Gryffindor Quidditch team.

 You literally invited Ron and Harry for a duel at midnight just to make them get caught by Filch? Are you crazy? 

Perhaps you should get yourself checked at St Mungo's.

I wish I had a camera that time so I could have made a video of you running away and then maybe show it to everyone. 

I can't tell you how much I hate you. 

What. An. Idiot. 

But I guess I just loved seeing your disappointed face when we won the House Cup. And yes, we totally deserved it. 

We literally stopped Voldemort from coming back, we should have been awarded at least a thousand points. 

Can I tell you something? Whatever, I don't really care about your answer. I don't know why I am writing this letter. I was just reading, and then I suddenly wanted to write this letter. I have no idea why. 

I think I just wanted to rant to someone about you and your stupidness, and I thought, why not rant it to you? 

Of course, it's not like you are going to read this letter. And, I'll make sure you won't. But you know, it helps to just rant about something to someone, and I guess that's what I did in this letter, and will probably do in the future as well. 

Anyways, I want to continue reading the book. So, I guess I'll talk to you later. 

Hermione

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Second year...

To the arrogant quidditch player who can't ever catch a snitch

Let me say this again, I HATE YOU, MALFOY. I can't even describe how much I loathe you right now. 

How dare you call me that foul word? 

I am literally way better than you at using magic despite you being a pureblood. You better stop using that otherwise you better hope that I don't tell McGonagall about that. 

Well now that I have made that clear, let's talk about something else. You know 'talk'? Just talking, Malfoy, no need to point your wand at me. 

I mean, it's not like you will be able to use any spell on me, but still there's no need for taking out your wand. 

I think I should probably thank you for giving me that paper. Yes, I know that you were the one who put that paper in my bad. No need to look so shocked. 

As much as I hate you for tearing the page, I am still grateful to you for helping me and everyone else. 

You may be wondering how do I even know that it was you who did that. Well, for your kind information, I saw you putting a paper in my bag, you don't do a very good job at being discreet.

As if that wasn't enough, you had written your initials at the back. Did you honestly think that I won't be able to figure out that it was you? 

And, then comes the matter of you saying, "You will be next m-that foul word," when the chamber of secrets was opened.

I don't know if you were insulting me and the other muggle-borns or giving us some kind of warning. 

Honestly, can you please stop being so weird and just clearly say what you want to say instead of being confusing? 

And, did you really just told your father everything about me? 

If I didn't know any better, I would think that you fancy me or something.

Also, if McGonagall hadn't cancelled the Quidditch matches, I am sure we would have won the Quidditch Cup.

I mean, with you as a seeker, how can the Slytherin team win? I am surprised you even know how to climb a broom. 

Okay, okay, I won't insult you now. But, there isn't anything that I like about you, so don't expect a compliment from me.

As I told you earlier, I feel like I can tell you anything. Or more like, I can rant about anything to you, so I guess that's what I did in this letter as well. 

Hermione

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Third year...

To the foul loathsome evil little cockroach

You can accept it as a compliment. 

First of all, let me tell you that you clearly deserved that punch. If it wasn't for you to run away from there, I am sure you would have received a few more punches, and insults. 

It was clearly your fault that you got hurt by the 'bloody chicken' as you call him, and instead of apologizing to anyone, you complain about him to your father.

I am so glad that he was saved by me and Harry using the Time-Turner. Oops, I wasn't supposed to tell anyone about the Time Turner. 

But then again, it's not like you are going to read this letter, so it doesn't matter what I say, or better, what I write. 

I was so happy when we won the Quidditch Cup from you Slytherins. I was never the one to enjoy that game so much, but the look on your face was just priceless. 

I am sure your father will love to know about this game. Should I ask him to perhaps get you a better broom? 

On a serious note, I hope you are okay, Malfoy. As much as I would love to punch you again, I am worried about you. 

Yes, worried, Malfoy. Don't look so shocked. 

I don't think you are my enemy anymore, not after how you indirectly helped everyone by just giving me that paper. You didn't have to do that, but you did. 

And it would be better for you if you don't do anything in the future that may make you my enemy. 

Hermione

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Fourth year...

To the boy whom I should probably hex for using that spell on me

Twitchy little ferret, aren't you, Malfoy? 

Yeah, so I clearly don't know whether I should hex you or not. I mean, yes, it was cruel of you to do that even if you didn't aim for me. But then, I think the spell helped me in a sense. Oh wait, I have got an idea. 

If I don't insult you for a week, consider it as my thanks to you. Looking forward to that, huh? 

I was wondering if I should tell Ron and Harry about these letters or not. I think I shouldn't since they will probably get angry and call me a lunatic or something. 

What do you think about that? 

You know, earlier today, I was thinking about the real reason that I write these letters to you. I still haven't come up with a proper one, though. 

I think it might be because I know I can write anything in these letters. Well, almost anything. 

But still, I know you won't judge me because you don't have a single clue about these letters, and I guess that's what makes it easier for me to write whatever I want.

Consider yourself special, Malfoy, since I don't open up like this to many people. Shh... Don't tell anyone about this. 

As for why I write letters only to you, and not anyone else, well... I don't have an answer for that yet. What? It's not weird if I don't have answers to everything all the time. 

I don't know why I am saying this, but just tell me one thing, Malfoy. You knew that Voldemort was coming back, right? 

I mean, of course you would know. Your father is one of his death eaters (no, I am not making fun of anyone), so he would have told you all about that. 

I just...well, I just wish that you had told anyone about that. I am not saying you should have told me, you could have told anyone, Malfoy, even McGonagall. 

But, the past is in the past, right? We cannot change anything now (no, I don't have my time turner anymore).

Also, I just wanted to inform you that I still have your handkerchief that you gave me on the night of the Yule Ball. I know that I have already thanked you for that, but still, thank you, Malfoy.

You were there with me when nobody else was. Isn't it strange how my former enemy was my only companion when my best friends left me? 

But wait, do you only have green coloured handkerchieves all the time? Or was it just for the Yule Ball? 

I have to say, I actually really like that handkerchief. So, don't be surprised if I don't give it back to you in the future. 

Last but not least, thank you for warning me about the danger that night after the Quidditch World Cup. Even if it looked like you insulted me, I knew from the way you were looking at me that you were trying to warn me. 

Of course, Ron and Harry didn't understand that. 

I won't admit this again, but you looked good at the Yule Ball, Malfoy. 

Hermione

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Fifth year...

To Umbridge's supporter

Who in their right mind would make you a Prefect? You are so biased and never perform your duties nicely. 

But whatever, having you as a Prefect is way better than having Umbridge here. Honestly, how do you all even tolerate her? 

If it were upto me, I would have hexed her whenever it was possible. I am telling you that old hag is mad. 

And you are even madder for supporting her. 

I know you only do that because she supports you Slytherins, and gives your house points, and takes away points from other houses whenever she wishes.  

I wish Dumbledore or McGonagall would have thrown her out as soon as she came here. I don't even know how she became Fudge's favorite. 

Nobody can stand her. I repeat, nobody. Except you somehow, I guess. 

Well, enough talking about that old hag. She isn't worth my time, or certainly worth wasting the parchment and ink. 

How are you now, Malfoy? I know what happened at the Department of Mysteries considering I was there, and I just thought of asking that to you. 

No, no, I am not making fun of you or your family, Malfoy. I was just, worried...for the lack of a better word.

What will happen to you now, Malfoy? 

Now that Voldemort is back, and I think he is probably preparing to defeat Harry. Of course, I know that he isn't happy that he lost the prophecy, and I am afraid that he would punish you or someone else. 

Please don't do anything he says, Malfoy. I know that you probably won't be given a choice to decline, but still try your best to disagree. 

I am currently sitting in the living room at the Burrow. Everyone here is laughing, and talking about something which I am not interested to know. 

However, I know that Ron and Harry are talking about you, or more like, how much they hate you and that you should get punished from Voldemort. 

As much as I hate you for playing a part in letting Umbridge catch us, you also played a part in helping us finally throw her out. 

And then there's the part of me that is worried about you. I don't even know why I am feeling like that, you aren't my friend. But you aren't my enemy either. 

Oh wait, Ginny is calling me. I don't want her to notice this letter, so I am ending this here. 

Hermione

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Sixth year...

To the boy on whom Harry used that spell (I did shout at him afterwards)

How are you, Draco? Are you okay? What am I even asking, of course, you aren't. But still, I hope you are better now. I know Harry shouldn't have done that. And yes, I did shout at him afterwards. Also- 

Wait, I am rambling, ain't I? 

Well, sorry for that. I was really worried about you, Draco. 

Specially now that I know what task you were given, and that you didn't do it (I am grateful for that). 

Harry told me everything, how you told Dumbledore everything and that you lowered your wand before the other death eaters came there. 

I know that Voldemort probably isn't happy with you after that. I hope he didn't punish you or anything. 

To be honest, I was worried about you ever since I saw you in the Great Hall on 1st September, Mal-I mean, Draco. You weren't like your usual self. 

You weren't happy, or at least smirking at anyone. You were just sitting at the end of the table, and didn't even eat anything. 

No, I was not staring at you all the time. I was just looking. 

Yes, it's different. 

You looked even paler when you were in the Hospital Wing after Harry hit you with that curse. You may be wondering how do I even know that. 

Well, I actually visited you one time, okay, a few times. I had Harry's invisibility cloak with me to prevent anyone from noticing me. You can guess how worried I was. 

Also, thanks again for giving me your cloak that day. You found me crying on the stairs, and you didn't even hesitate before sitting next to me and giving me your cloak when you noticed how cold I was. 

So, I have your handkerchief, and your cloak. What's next? Your hair products? No, I certainly don't need them.

Draco, I wish I could be there for you like you were there for me. I wish I could support you, and remind you again and again that it will be alright. Everything will be alright.

But I couldn't, and I am really sorry for that, Draco. 

On a happier note, do you know what I smelled that day in the Amortentia? No, the scents didn't belong to Ron contrary to what everyone thought. 

It was... Should I tell you? I mean, I know you won't tell anyone because you don't know about that, but still...

You know what? I'll tell you in my next letter. Till then, let me give you a few hints: the scents were new parchment, freshly mown grass, spearmint toothpaste and... 

Guess what? A fruit's scent. You want to know which one? It's the fruit that you always eat in the Great Hall. 

I think I have given enough hints to you. Have fun figuring it out! 

Hermione

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Seventh year...

To the boy who saved us

First of all, I promise you, Draco, I won't let anything happen to you or your family. I won't let them take you all to Azkaban. 

You don't deserve this, Draco. I know you, or at least, I think I do. And what I know about you is enough to prove that you aren't evil, Draco. You never were. 

You know, I met your mother yesterday. Of course, you don't know about that since she didn't tell you. 

She told me that you still blame yourself for what happened to me at your house, and that you don't have the courage to face me. 

Draco, I don't blame you at all for what happened to me. I should actually thank you for stunning me to stop her from torturing me further. You could have gotten caught, but still, you helped me. And then, you gave Harry your wand during the Battle. You actually helped us to win the Battle, Draco. You aren't a coward, or even a bad person. 

I have persuaded Harry to tell everyone how you, and your mother had helped us. I think it might be enough to stop the Wizengamot from sending you and your family to Azkaban. 

If not, I will of course be there to help. 

Let's not talk about that anymore. I am changing the topic now. 

Did you figure out whose scents I smelled in the Amortentia yet? 

Merlin, Draco, why are you so slow? 

I still won't tell you the answer. I think I might reveal it to you when we go back to Hogwarts for our eighth year. 

I hope you are coming back, otherwise I will tell Narcissa to send you there. I know she won't refuse. 

I need to go now. I think Harry is coming towards me. I'll talk to you later. 

Hermione

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Eighth year...

Dear dragon

Like that name? 

Well, I don't care whether you do or not. I like it ever since I heard Narcissa call you, "My little dragon". 

I am so happy right now, Draco. I don't think you have any idea about that. Well, you probably do since I am constantly grinning now. 

I wasn't expecting you to confess your feelings to me, Draco. But I am glad you did. It makes it easier for me to tell you how I feel about you. 

If you haven't already guessed, it was you whose scents I smelled in the Amortentia that day. Yes, Draco, I am in love with you.

And, please don't say that you don't deserve me, because then I will disagree with you, and we will probably start arguing on that silly matter. 

I might even tell you about these letters, you know. But only on the condition that you won't tease me for this. 

I don't even know what I want to write in this letter since I am so happy to think about anything else. Wait, am I forgetting something? 

Oh yes, I need to write a letter. No, that letter it's not to you, Draco. 

I need to write a letter to your mother. Narcissa told me to inform her whenever you tell me about your feelings. 

I think she will visit us later today. Let me write that letter as soon as I can. 

Hermione

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Seven years later...

Dear Dray

Yeah, so I came up with this name, so appreciate me for that. Oh wait, I need to tell you something. 

Happy Birthday, Draco! You're twenty six years old now! I want to be the first one to wish you, yet I also want to surprise you with your favourite breakfast. So, I am just going to wish you in this letter, and then wish you when you wake up. 

Did I ever tell you that you look like an angel, or a baby when you sleep? 

Narcissa told me that you used to sleep with a stuffed toy of a Dragon when you were younger. I am considering to get you one now. 

Well, our children certainly have this habit of yours. Scorpius owns at least six dragons, and Lyra has four. And they love to sleep with them.

But, I am not complaining, I think it's adorable. 

Well, guess what, I decided to finally make you the apple pie that you have been requesting me since ages to make. 

I also have a surprise for you, and I think the children have as well. Do you remember last time that Scorpius ate all your apples, and we had to buy more since you wouldn't stop whining about them. 

You and your apples are seriously a different love story. 

I think Scorpius is calling me now. I don't want you to wake up now and see me writing this letter, so I need to go. 

I will you forever, Draco. Never forget that. 

Hermione

Ps. I agree that the letters were very important in our story. 

A/N: That's it for this oneshot. It was 3300+ words. Hope you guys liked it. I know that the letters were very long in the starting, and then towards the end they became shorter. I just thought that Hermione would love to rant about something to him, and then when they got together, she will more likely express her feelings in the letters. Random question: Sirius or Narcissa? Answer in the comments below. Vote, comment and please share my story. Reviews are always appreciated. Thank you! 

Next chapter on 22/6/20(Sunday). 

Until next time.