AN: Chapter six is up!
The characters are not mine. The plot is.
What is the point of a disclaimer anyway? If I'm writing fanfiction, I obviously don't own anything because I'm just a fan.
"Does it mean anything to you?" he asked.
Ahiru glanced at the paper. Why is he asking this? What's so important about a piece of paper? were her first thoughts. Then, as she actually looked and actually read the inscribed words, she felt a missing piece of some unknown puzzle clicking into place. This. This feels right. She closed her eyes, imagining Hogwarts, seeing a castle, spires reaching into the sky. She remembered her wonder as she explored the myriad corridors and got directions from the portraits. She recalled her happiness as sparks flew from her newly-purchased wand, as warmth and joy enveloped her and her friends, as – wait, how did Fakir get this letter?
She tried to convey her question with wild sweeping motions and insistent quacks, poking at the letter and Fakir, but to her dismay, no answer was given.
How come I never remembered anything before this?
AN: See you next update! Same duck-time, same duck-channel!