Dear Harry,
I never thought I'd be able to tell you this.
I love you and I always have. My dying wish is that you know. My dying regret is that I never kissed you.
Farewell, my love.
Draco Mal--
"--foy, Malfoy!"
Draco opened his eyes, saw Harry, and vomited a large quantity of water all over him.
"You fell in the lake," Harry said. "You drowned. Your heart stopped and everything. Hermione did a Resuscitatus."
So the imp with quill and parchment was just a hallucination. Good.
"Harry," Ron called. "An owl's arrived for you."
Draco threw up again.
FINIS
Heheh. This made me give an evil little chuckle at the end. Gotta love Draco, the little git. Serves him right, I hope Harry reads it out loud...^_~ I'd love to see a continuation to this, it's a wonderful open-ended tid-bit!