Mother,
I wanted to thank you for coming to Hogwarts to take care of me. Hermione told me she talked to you. She found you quite intimidating at first, but you soothed her fears it seems about the Malfoy heir as she says. Sometimes I wish you would have let me take your last name. True it would made me remain in the realm of a dark wizard but it would have been more than that of Malfoy. Crabbe and Goyle have taken a shine to propagating their father's message of purple forever, death to muggle borns. Crabbe, in his grunting manner, has told me that there is a side I will have to choose between, and my father is plotting against the ministry to eradicate muggle borns. Naturally I ignored them but news like that begs to be mentioned in our correspondence.
On an even stranger note, Harry and Hermione came across the third floor room. To have them coming to me the next day petrified was to say the least quite funny then they told me of its contents. Mother, why would a three headed giant dog be in the castle? First trolls now monster dogs? Mother, I don't like this. I don't like this one bit. What if that monster breaks loose? Harry and Hermione are always getting themselves into trouble the blasted Gryffindors. Why can't they think things through before flying into trouble? I think Hermione does her best but she looks out for her housemate. Oh and Speaking of Housemates Ronald Weasley has been treating Hermione exponentially better. I trust the troll scared sparked in him his protective nature. Finally the idiot is doing the right thing.
One more thing I would like to mention before I am off to the dungeons for potions. The boy wonder had his first quidditch game the other day and Hermione wanted to sit together. While Potter was playing his broom stated to malfunction. Hermione looked around and saw Uncle Severus enchanting the broom. I had no argument for the situation so we set a small fire to his robes and it caused him to loose eyes contact with Potter and then Harry could fly safely. True to form the boy wonder caught the snitch, in his mouth. Why can't potter just perform? Oh no he has to show out, and show off. However I digress, why would Uncle Severus want to kill Potter? I can't see it. He loved Harry's mother. There is no way he would kill her son. I send this to you via Dobby, for some reason I don't like sending it through the owl network. Maybe I am becoming a paranoid 12 year old, or maybe just a cautious Slytherin. I leave you with my thoughts, questions and the love of a grateful son.
Thank You Mother,
Draco
Draco,
You are right to send your letters through Dobby. Things are strange. As for your father, let me handle him. I believe he is up to something I just can't put my finger on it. Don't worry dear, he will be handled in time. As for the dog. Stay away from it. Bravery is a trait that, even though it is commendable, it can often lead to stupidity. Tell your friend Hermione that she is a better Gryffindor for her mind, and to not let her emotions and loyalty get the better of her. Think things through and have a plan. That is how to survive. She seemed very intelligent, and caring Draco. I appreciate her for her for her compassion toward you. I feel you will keep each other out of trouble. As for Severus, he has his own reasons for doing things. You are right I don't think he would harm the boy, but I have only one idea to his actions and it was him protecting the boy.
Stay vigilant young man. I am proud of you and I love you. And for Slytherin's sake stay away from that dog on the third floor.
Always,
Your Mother
Mother,
I am tired and I wish to come home. Too many things have happened and my mind needs a rest. Between the troll, the discovery of Fluffy the dog, a dragon on the grounds, Harry and Hermione finding a knack for trouble, and now a new puzzle Hermione has us doing research on ontop of our studies I am drained, and stretched thin. I am only thankful that Winter Break in a few days and I will be coming home to you. I have asked if Hermione would like to meet over the holidays and she smiled and said she shall see. Her parents being muggles would probably love to know a wizarding family that they can talk to or go to in the future. I invited her over to the Manor for a day to see our home, and to get to know us better. I said we have a vast library and her eyes lit up. She is quite strange when it comes to those books. She devours them. I hope you will approve of this invitation. She has become my dearest friend. I never would have thought it would have been a muggle born but there it is. I ask you ahead of time so as to be sure father is not there or he can be handled. I do not want him frightening my friend. And I don't want him calling her any of the hostile names. She has already had it bad here, I don't think she needs it in our home. I hope you will allow her into her our home. I have to begin packing and I will see you soon.
Your Son,
Draco
My Son,
It would be a delight to get to know the Grangers and I will extend a formal invitation to them for a day over the break and for any other you wish you see your friend. I will make sure your father is on his best behavior, and I will make sure your room is ready for your return. Until then my son, safe travels.
Your Mother
To the Granger Household:
I hope your Hermione has mentioned Draco in her owls home. We would like to get to know you better and would like to invite you to afternoon tea at Malfoy Manor any day of your choosing over the Winter Break.
Please respond with this owl what would be easiest for you and we would love to see you then.
Sincerely,
Narcissa Black.