(Malfoy's POV)
What am i doing. "hey Malfoy" I heard a voice from behind me say.
"oh hi Amara" I was in the Slytherin common room and I was just kinda hanging around.
"I know he was trying to be nice but i think the candy mark gave me was old"
"why, you feel sick?" I asked already knowing the answer.
"yeah" "hey Amara have you seen my..." Mark was cut off by Amara's bird.
(Amara's POV)
"oh thanks lady" lady gave the package to Mark and flew to me to land on my shoulder.
"hey lady" I said but my friend could tell I was hiding something. She flew over to my brother's shoulder which was a sign that I was hiding something.
"what did you do this time?" he asked without turning around.
"well it seems lady has detected a case accident prone or something"
"prove it" mark said not moving from his spot.
" you don't wanna go there"
"really tell me or Im gonna tell aunt"
"fine I jumped a flight of stairs" I said annoyed.
"really"he asked laughing.
"yes now leave me alone" I scoffed. "oh and mark I know it you who flooded the boys bathroom" I teased.
"but how?"
" I have my resoursces" I said putting on an evil smirk.
"oh you'll pay"
"really I don't know about that"
"why?"
"because I didnt tell"
"really?"
"yeah" I said and he started for his room."At least not yet"
"Amara"
"sorry but lady already took the letter" Mark looked around for my owl and noticed she was gone.
"I'll get you for this"
"yeah yeah" I answered turning back to Malfoy.
"oh Amara"
"yeah"
"Happy Birthday"
"thanks" I said smiling.
(Mark's POV)
The next day, "the mail is here and im almost afraid to look" I said as an owl dropped a letter in front of me. "shew its just a normal letter" I sighed in relief.
"you sure about that who's it from?"
"I don't know it doesn't say"
"well open it"
"fine" I said as I opened the letter I began to read it but then suddenly closed it and put it in my pocket.
"well who was it from?" my sister asked not liking to be out of the loop.
"I don't know so just leave me alone"
"ok" she replied and sat back down across the table.
'Oh man is dad really alive or this a practical joke'I asked myself. 'Should I tell Amara noI can't if its a lie shell be crushed'
(Amara's POV)
"Mark what's wrong?" I asked my little brother as he looked a little paler than usual. "Mark..Mark snap out it"
"what?...oh sory"
"what's wrong?"
"nothing" he answered as I began to open a letter I had received.
"uh Mark I think this is yours." I said handing him the howler.
"oh great"
"just open it later"
"ok that would be easier."