Chapter 8: Letters
Chapter 8: Letters
That afternoon, Albus was sitting in the common room, writing to his dad.
Or at least trying to.
"Albus, just tell him what you saw!" said Rose impatiently.
"Oh, great idea, Rose. 'Hi dad, how are you? By the way, I've been having nightmares about the possibly existing daughter of your worst dead enemy and waking up every morning screaming.' Of course, cousin, he's going to love that."
Rose grumbled what seemed to be 'stupid whiny brat' and went up to her dorm.
Albus sighed. It was no use getting mad at those who were trying to help him, but lately, his mood wasn't particularly delightful. At least if Scorpius were here, he could get some real non-girl help. Unfortunately Scorpius was in the library, getting books on Legilimency.
For me, too. Albus sighed. He hated being the center of attention.
He pressed his quill back to the parchment once more.
'Hi dad,
I know I'm supposed to be all jolly about my first year, and I was. But lately, I've been having dreams, or visions. I'd like to know your input on them.'
Albus sighed at the letter, but continued to write down all he could remember from the past two nights, and the conversation he'd had with his friends and Belinda. He folded the letter and placed it inside an envelope.
"Please let it be nothing…"he whispered to himself. He got out of the dorm room and went up the stairs towards the owl room to deliver his message.
As we walked up, rather absentmindedly, the outside staircase with his letter in hand, Albus bumped into someone who was making its way out of the room.
"Ow! Be careful, you dimwit!"
It was Audra. She looked down at him, with the same expression she had in the dinning hall. Albus froze.
"Oh, its you." she said. "No wonder you bumped into me. Stupid gene in the family, I suppose." She added with a cruel little smile.
Albus noticed she looked a bit like a horse, with a very long face and nose. But her eyes were pretty small, and reminded him of a pug's. He struggled hard to keep a straight face.
"Sorry." He mumbled as she walked away. He entered the room for the first time, and was shocked at the number of owls. There were so many, and of various sizes, colors and race. He picked a snow white owl and tied the letter to her leg.
"Hurry, okay?" he told her. "It's very urgent."
Albus could have sworn that the owl had nodded.
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