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EPILOUGE < Leo's Letter

Dear Leonardo Nott,

Hey, Leo. It's Theo, your older brother.

I know I haven't written you much, and I'm terribly sorry. But I received your drawings, and they were beautiful. I especially liked the one where Mum and Dad were locked up in Azkaban. That was funny.

I think I'll be able to get a job, Leo. Imagine! We could get a flat somewhere, and live by our own rules and regulations. We could have late night broom rides, and have Muggle ice cream whenever we want because we could do whatever we want. We won't have to do what our parents say.

I was thinking about it, Leo, and I don't really know what I'm good at. My friends at school say I should become matchmaker - you know, like that witch in Aunt Yessenia's magazines who sets people up on dates. But I don't really want to do that, Leo. I want to do something that could help us.

So, I was talking to the headmistress. (Her and I get on real well, by the way, so you'll have your way set when you get to Hogwarts). And she said something about Healing. Do you reckon I could take up healing, Leo? Maybe a Mind Healer or something. Maybe something that could help veterans from the war, or something. I dunno. Just a thought.

It's close to an end, the school year. Not quite over, but end-of-term exams are going to be here, and NEWTS, and everything else, so I have to pay close attention in class. The professors are already fretting over us.

I have a lot of people that want to meet you, Leo. They're all my friends, and I know you'll like them. They're really nice.

There's a special someone, as well, Leo. His name is Anthony. I think you'll really like him - well, I want you to. You'll be seeing him a lot in the future. Hopefully.

And guess who another of them is? Harry Potter, Leo. You've got Harry Potter waiting to meet you, Leo! You can get him to sign your poster, but mind you, act cool about it. He doesn't really enjoy all the attention. But never mind that, because you can shove that in your friend's faces, and in a couple years you'll be one of the only people who know Harry personally in your year at Hogwarts.

I miss you, Leo. And I love you a lot.

Please write soon,
Your brother, Theodore Nott

Theo attaches the letter to a brown, tawny, school owl, and watches as it flies off. He grins at it.

He stomps down the stairs from the owlery, and starts his way to library.

"No, Harry," Hermione Granger's exasperated voice rings.

"I think it's a good idea," Harry Potter's tone is defensive.

"I dunno, I'll do whatever," Ronald Weasley's comes out slightly confused.

"Well, you're both idiots, so shut up and listen to me," Hermione glares at her two best friends, before looking up and seeing Theo. She brightens. "Hey, Theo!"

"Hullo," he says, warmly. "What're you guys doing?"

"Harry wants to take Draco on a date," Hermione says.

Theo's eyebrows furrow, and he sits in the chair next to Ron and Harry. "I was eavesdropping, how is that a bad idea?"

Ron chuckles, disbelievingly. "You're so shameless."

Theo smiles, cheekily, and Hermione answers his question, "He wants their first date to be in the Chamber of Secrets."

Theo blinks. "What?"