Master Draco Malfoy
A bench in a rather lovely park
On the run, London
Draco,
I am sorry to say that I am quite dead if you are reading this. I had hoped to avoid that. In any event, I entrusted this missive to Severus to pass on to you should your circumstances become dire, as I expect they are.
It is my heart's wish that my death came from another's hand, Draco, and I fervently hope that, in the end, you could not utter the words; however, I also understand that you faced a choice no one should have to make, least of all a boy of sixteen. Should you ever feel the need to shed a tear for this old man, or even for others like your parents, I hope you will accept and use the enclosed handkerchief. It is a gift for you.
May your life turn out to be more than you thought,
Albus Dumbledore
Only a man that can truly love can show true regret. My final gift to you, Draco, is this:
No. 12, Grimmauld Place
London
Miss Ginny Weasley
Third door on the left from the staircase, second floor
No. 12 Grimmauld Place, London
Ginny,
I don't deserve second chances, and I don't know why you people keep heaping them on me, but your gift means more to me than I can say; it's like a physical reminder of Christmases when I was home, and small, and happy knowing that nothing in my world would go wrong, because my parents wouldn't let it. I'm no good at this sort of thing, but thank you.
My gift to you is nothing special. It's a scrap of linen given to me by someone else, but it's the only thing I have that I can give to you. I found some thread last night after you left, so I could make it into something you might consider keeping.
May your life turn out to be more that you thought it would,
Draco Malfoy