Letters - Year 1: A Post Potter Fan Fiction

Marian - September 21st, 2014

September 21st, 2014

Dark Lord Darian Blyth

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Slytherin House Common room

Darian,

I’m so impressed that you stood up to Mr. Potter! I’m sure he must devote much time in his day, worried of your arrival. All joking aside, that was really nice of him. I feel so bad for the twins that I want to just grab them and hold them and lock them up and keep them safe forever! You better keep them safe and make sure they are happy! That’s an order!

This week was rather boring as far as classes go. The extra Spanish tutoring was fun, until Tracy stubbed her toe and let out a string of curses in fluent Spanish. I think that was the point Mr. Row caught on that we didn’t need the extra lessons. So, my future betrothed has flown from my sight and we were cast out of the extra period of his class. We mourned our loss over ice cream.

Classes are boring, even Bob’s classes were rather dull, we’re going over tectonic movements and how the continents shift and stuff. I got one of the teachers to make copies of my homework and sent it to you so you can see some of the cool muggle science you’re missing out on.

So, aside from academics… I did have an interesting week.

I learned next week I’m going to be sorted into my house. I’ll tell you all about the details when it happens. They don’t do a big ceremony, but they will call students one by one and I was told there’s a way to tell, but I just can’t see it yet.

During lunch, I was watching Tracy draw when this girl was walking by with her lunch. She looked at Tracy’s dragon eating some villager and giggled and rolled her eyes. Tracy looked hurt and put away her pad, ignoring the insult. I… didn’t.

Julia was her name. She was a first year like me, and the resulting brawl was rather awesome. Two teachers pulled us off each other and asked what the issue was. I told her that Julia was being mean and insulted Tracy’s art. Julia of course denied it. Bob was in the lunch room and watched the whole thing. He had this grin, like the whole thing was funny. Neither of us were in a laughing mood when he sent us to our dorms and we were under lockdown for the night.

Then it got weirder.

This older kid knocked on my door. I spent the evening crying and Tracy did what she could to comfort me. When I answered the door. This kid wore some sash with the school colors and handed me a parchment with a wax seal on it. I opened it and was told to go to the assembly building at 9:00 for an emergency hearing. Tracy was supposed to come along and bring the ‘offending item’.

We both left, slightly confused. When we arrived in the building. It was filled with about twenty students. There was a three tiered podium, two long tables, and about twelve chairs where students sat. One kid who sat in the middle podium I recognised as the student council President! The other two must be council members too. The President rapped a gavel and called the court to order.

I was in court… I wanted to pee myself.

“We call this emergency hearing to order.” said the guy in charge.

I was directed to sit on the right table and Tracy sat next to me. There was a rather cute third or fourth year boy who sat next to us. He gave me a smile and pulled out a notebook and a pen.

“We need to decide the actions to take on the violation of Alderwood statues of non-violence.” The boy in charge said. “Since this is the first disciplinary action of two first years, we are directed to show leniency, but such a gross negligence of the rules laid out must be swiftly reprimanded, to discourage any future reprimands.”