Unwanted pet (Snupin) *Complete*

Part 64: The first reply

Disclaimer: This is a work of fan fiction using characters from the Harry Potter world, which is trademarked by J. K. Rowling. This story is purely for entertainment purposes, no money is being made from it.

A/N: From now on I have to give special thanks to my dear Jess, without her and her knowledge of chess last few chapters wouldn't be possible.

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Lupin was sitting behind his desk, filling a form. He sighed, he did that most of the time nowadays. An owl landed on his desk and dropped the letter, he fed her a treat not even paying attention to the envelope. So many letters he received daily and not one of them was the one he hoped to receive. Months passed by and he convinced himself that he won't get a reply.

Hours later, he reached for the new pile of letters, noticing a Hogwarts crest on the first letter. He looked at the clock, work hours were over long time ago. He picked up the letter, called to the nearest goblin that he is done for the day and run out of the office. He nearly ran all the way to the Inn where he was housed, not even bothering to remove the cloak landed on the bed and eagerly opened the letter.

"Lupin,

Your letters seem to be as eloquent as you are, how refreshing. First things first, my apologies for a long time that took me to reply, I can assure you that your chess move was not the reason.

As I am sure, you already know what happened at the calling out of the champions for Triwizard Tournament (you are lucky not to be here, it is a normal Hogwarts zoo times tree). You can imagine how frantic everyone is and Potter is twice the menace than usual. Needless to say, I have full hands of work. If Albus told me we are going to house the Tournament, I would take the sabbatical.

Things are turning for the worse on other fronts, it is not obvious to many but consider yourself warned.

Finding you is not that difficult, especially if you use that particular breed of an owl, do try to be careful in the future. Dobby was happy and asked me to say "Thank you Mr Lupin, Sir." and to send you his regards.

Yours truly,

S.S.

P.S.: Put a little effort, I do not want to dance with you until the end of the eternity. Pawn to A 7 ."

He laughed.

"That snarky dungeon bat." he laughed for a long time, reading the letter over and over again.