Tracey stared, somewhat at a loss at the owl seated on the table. She recognized the eagle owl as Sparkle, Theodore Nott's owl.
Absently petting the top of the owls head gingerly, offering it a piece of bacon, she removed the letter from the owl's leg.
Dear Tracey,
Meet me at the Leaky Cauldron, August 2nd, noon. It's urgent.
Sincerely,
Theodore Nott
Tracey frowned, wondering why Theo was writing her, when he had hardly said two words to her the previous school year. Except for that warning he gave her the last day of school. Or was it a threat?
TBC...
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