Letters - Year 1: A Post Potter Fan Fiction

Marian - November 2, 2014

November 2,  2014

Darian Blyth
Hogwarts
Slytherin Common Room

 

Darian,

I was worried something happened when I got your letter late! We’ve been doing good every two weeks and I was wondering if something had happened to you! Don’t be a butthead, and remember to write me when you get my letter, and I’ll do the same.

That Halloween party sounded awesome! Even if it scared the pee out of me I’d love to have seen it. You wizards need to get cell phones so you can record all of the sweet things that happen over there! Then you can upload it to Facebook or Twitter! #headlesshunt!

I so want to meet your group! They all sound like really good friends. I’m glad you’re settling in and establishing your power over the lesser mortals. Me, not so much.

Mr. Gray's class is as painful as ever. I will be learning potions from Bob after the christmas break. They don’t want to overwhelm us. Oh! Dharma Kunchen has taken over flying classes. He’s actually showing us how they are made. We can choose from various items and materials to make our own flying contraptions! I want to make a Chinese Dragon. Professor Kunchen said he could help animate the wood so it will snake through the air, and we can shrink it down to a pendant, I just touch my wand to it and it will summon. I promised Tracy to take her for a ride when it’s finished, but Dharma Kunchen says it may be sometime next year before we could finish it.

The new flying classes are going better than can be expected. We still use the brooms and Julia and me go racing.  Aside from our declaration of war, we seem to be getting along just fine.

Oh! Good news! I did my first transmogrification! Turned a matchstick into a gold sewing needle.  I wondered if I could melt it down and make hundreds so I decided to try! When I had a nice stack going, they all turned back to what I began with, and it was sad.

Leading up to the Halloween holiday, some kids on our dorm started telling ghost stories. It was awesome. Chad invited Tracy and me to the bonfire they were having in the courtyard on halloween night.  Mr. Smith, our P.E. teacher supervised the pyrotechnics. The whole school was decked out in black and orange, it was sweet!

Tracy and I met Chad after we sang and ate some goodies. and we moved off with a group of his friends to a smaller venue, the library.

“Oh come on Chad, You and your vintage movies. Friday the 13th was lame. Saw… that’s a horror movie!” said one guy, I think his name was Mitch. “I have to cut off my own foot to escape… NOOO!”

“Pht.. please” I said, “Nothing’s as scary as Amityville. Both the old and the new. That house gave me nightmares with the walls bleeding and such.”

“Annabelle… the haunted doll that murders people.” Tracy said, she had a glazed look in her eye as she spoke.

“Well,” Said Julia, who somehow tagged along “I don’t know much about those movies, but you know the history of this school don’t you? There were two dark wizards who almost came to power! My mom was attending here before those people were allowed to attend.” She gave a dismissive wave to Chad and Tracy.

“Ixnay on the Agicmay!” I said with clenched teeth.

“If they didn’t know, I’d be compelled to keep my trap shut,.” She said in a huff and turned to Chad and his friends. “Right?”

“Oh yeah. You’d have to be pretty stupid not to figure it out. We are the student court, so Bob made sure we were clued in on everything that we suspected.”