The Forgotten Potter; DM

XV. Silver To Gold

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30th June 1992

Dear Mum and Dad,

Today marks the last day of my first year at Hogwarts. It seems like only yesterday we had even heard about Hogwarts for the first time, when Hagrid stormed in on our birthday and revealed everything to us. It feels weird to be leaving now. I never quite realised it until now but things have really changed. I have changed. Maybe not a lot but I've learnt to become somewhat comfortable with my peers and well, I've started to come to terms with being in Slytherin. Things have changed between me and Harry too, in the slightest. I guess we've stopped becoming so dependent on each other now that he has friends and people who really care for him and I have... acquaintances? I have myself. But it's a good thing, I believe, it's nice to see him so happy and comfortable around people even if he is going and always seeking trouble and ending up in the hospital wing.

As for me, still a work in progress but that is expected, I guess. You know me, I'm not the best at socialising. I wonder if either of you were like that, maybe it's a trait I inherited? Anyway, I should be heading down to the great hall soon so we can have our final feast where they'll announce us Slytherins as the winners. I don't think I benefitted that in any way but it's still fun to feel house pride sometimes, I guess. And then, after that, we board the train back home, if you can even call it that.

For a second, I had completely forgotten the Dursley's had even existed. For a second, life was bliss. It honestly fills me with such annoyance to even imagine seeing their faces again and then to have to spend an entire summer with them. They really weren't happy when we left, they definitely won't be happy when we return. I already imagine they're planning ways to stop us from coming back next year. I'm certainly going to have to learn patience if I am to survive 2 whole months with them after finding out the truth about everything. One wrong word and someone may end up dead. You wouldn't have to worry about seeing them again, though, I imagine there's a whole other place down below waiting for them.

I should really get going now, our feast awaits. Maybe I'll write some more on the train if I get bored or if I need an excuse to not talk to anyone. Right, I'll talk to you later. I miss you both so much,

Love, your daughter, Ivy.

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Ivy ate quietly and shared an amused look with Theo as Davina practically cried her eyes out. Blaise and Daphne shared annoyed looks as they attempted to distract their friend with all the Slytherin banners. They were all being completely ignored by Draco, the excited blond caught up in a conversation with Crabbe and Goyle and some older Slytherin boys.

As the Hogwarts students enjoyed their final feast and filled the hall with lively chatter and were dressed in their robes and hats, McGonagall clinked her glass with a fork, the sound echoing throughout the hall and causing them all to go silent.

Dumbledore stood up, "Another year gone. And now, as I understand it, the house cup needs awarding. And the points stand thus: In fourth place, Gryffindor with three-hundred and twelve points." Light claps echoed throughout the hall and Ivy had to admit, the fallen faces of the usually smug Gryffindors was beyond satisfactory.

"Third place, Hufflepuff with three-hundred and fifty-two points." More light applause. "In second place, Ravenclaw with four-hundred and twenty-six points." There was a lot of cheering and some applause from them. "And in first place with four-hundred and seventy-two points, Slytherin house."