Half-Blood (Draco Malfoy)

My pajamas get made fun of

The first week of classes went smoothly, except for the other two days that I had Potions. I had to deal with Malfoy's ridiculous taunts and attempts to get me in trouble. They didn't work. Hopefully his failing attempts will encourage him to stop. 

Today is now Friday. We just finished our last classes for the day. Harry got in trouble with Umbridge, and just left to go to detention. I decided that I would leave Hermione and Ron in the common room, so that I could go speak with Professor McGonagall about becoming a Prefect this year. 

I bid them goodbye for now, and walked up the stairs to my dormitory to change out of my robes now that classes were finished. I changed into pajama shorts and my sweater that Mrs. Wealey had made for me. It wasn't the prettiest- it had a big "L" on it- but it was comfortable. I wasn't planning on leaving the common room much for the rest of the night after dinner. 

I was sliding on my slippers when I heard a scratch at my window. My owl! I had completely forgotten that I had written to Leo, almost a week ago now. That reminded me that I really needed to write to my brother, Will.

I opened the window, thanked my bird, and took my letter. Sudden nerves crept over me. I hadn't thought about this in a week, but now that I am holding this letter in my hand, it is all coming back to me. "It was nice." I had written.

I considered opening it later, but my curiosity would not allow me to spend all evening wondering what the letter contained. Also, I was unsure if I would be alone at all for the rest of the evening. 

I sat down on the edge of my bed, crossed my legs, and opened the letter.

Dear Lilia, 

I do not know when you will be receiving this. Your owl had a hard time getting through the camp borders again. I didn't get your letter until Tuesday night. But thanks for writing to me.

I'm glad you got to school safe. We haven't been up to much here. Everyone has left, except the year-rounders. It's quieter, but kind of peaceful. It's a plus that I don't have you following me around all the time.

Haha. Just kidding. Miss you too.

Tell Malfoy that if he tries to kidnap you again, I'll bring the whole Hephaestus cabin to make his life miserable.

Let me know when you can come see me.

Yours,

Leo

Yours? That's a new one. And yet here I was expecting something else in this letter. Maybe he forgot about the kiss. Maybe he regretted it. Maybe I imagined the whole thing. I read the end of the letter.

P.S. I am sending this on Wednesday morning, so let me know when you receive it. Communicating through letters sucks.

Wednesday morning? Communicating through letters really does suck. 

Part of me feels disappointed, that this letter didn't hold the answers that I had hoped. Part of me was also relieved, that maybe I could just pretend that nothing ever happened, and then everything would stay the same. But I guess I won't really get any answers until I see him.

If only there was another way to communicate with him. I tried Iris messaging last year, but I couldn't get a rainbow good enough in any of the bathrooms for it to work.