"Potter!" Malfoy's angry voice sounded through the common room. The raven haired boy looked up from the chess game he was playing against Theo. What did he do this time? He hadn't been near the blond prat this whole week because Hermione had kept them all busy in the library to study. He noticed the source of the voice storming over towards them, being followed by a laughing Blaise. The Italian obviously knew more about what was going on.
"What is it, Malfoy?" He asked frowning.
"Do you think this is funny?!" He asked, slamming a letter down in front of Harry, barely missing the chess pieces who glared at the boy.
"Watch out, Draco." Theo grumbled, pulling the chessboard away from the young Malfoy heir who ignored him and glared at Harry.
"Uhm… this is a letter, Malfoy. I probably have to read it before I can judge if it's funny or not." Harry said as a matter of fact. The blond scoffed and Blaise started laughing even harder.
"As if you don't know what it says! You are the bloody fool writing this bloody letter!" Malfoy growled angrily. They were gathering quiet an audience by now and Harry new for sure that the other Slytherins were as curious as he was.
"I'm sorry to disappoint you, Malfoy, but I haven't written you a letter." Harry answered.
"Why don't you open the letter, Drake." Blaise said between fits of laughter. The glare his friend gave him would have been enough to scare the crap out of most people but the Italian was not impressed. "You know what, I'll open it for you!" Before Malfoy could do anything, Blaise snatched the letter away from his friend and opened the envelop. "Listen closely people!" He cheered.
Harry's mouth fell open when he heard the voice. It was him…. But then singing!
Oh lovely Drakey Pooh!
You don't know how long it has taken me to get the courage to confess this to you, but I am so in love with you!
Your blond locks are the reason I can't focus during potions, they reflect all the damps so beautiful. And the colour that your stormy grey eyes get when you're angry are the reason I want to fight with you all the time. Because you know what they say, all attention is good attention!
Oh I want to scream it from the rooftops, and through the Hogwarts halls . I'm in love and everyone can know!
Please, tell me you return my love! If you do, please come and look for me in the common room!
Yours always,
Harry Potter/Malfoy
Oh doesn't it sound amazing?
"What in Merlin's name?" He muttered stunned.
The other Slytherins didn't react as stunned though.
"Oh by all the founder! I knew it was real!" Theo screamed before he joined Blaise in a laughing fit.
"Bloody hell, Blaise!" Malfoy grumbled, snatching the letter away from his laughing friend. "Now, what do you have to say about this, Potter?" He asked glaring.
"That I have no idea who did this. But it was obviously not me! How can you even think that? I didn't know letters could sing!" Harry said sincere.
"You're right…" Muttered Malfoy. "No way you would be smart enough to pull this off. The only first year who would be smart enough is Granger and she would never do something like this. She's not a joker!"
That's the moment Harry knew who had done this to him. Those darn Weasley twins. Of course, April 1st did ask for some jokes.