Morning comes too early

[alt_draco]

I was up very late revising last night, as there was too much to fit in yesterday, between listening to the new Weird Sisters' album, games of exploding snap with Harry, and my weekly Owls to Mother, Father, and Hydra. The importance of schoolwork surpasses all of that, of course, so I spent some extra time on the finishing touches, just to be sure.

There really is a lot of schoolwork, isn't there? I mean, it is school, so there should be, but Auntie Bella's Hogwarts stories always seemed to be more about fun and games, like shoving the heads of mudblood students into the toilets, or putting jinxes on their shoes that would make the laces tie together and trip them up. Maybe things were just different back when mudbloods were allowed to be students. I mean, things were worse, obviously, but it was probably fun to put them in their place. Now that they're finally there, it's just a matter of forgetting about them. That would be an easier task if they didn't keep popping up in places where they shouldn't be.

Oh god, I just realised that if mudbloods were once students here, then they probably once sat in our desks and used the same sinks and toilets and ugh, who knows what else. What a revolting thought. Sometimes I wish I hadn't been born with such a vivid imagination.

Comments

[alt_theodore]

What if a Mudblood once slept in your bed?

[alt_draco]

Don't be stupid. My bed is in Slytherin.

[alt_theodore]

They used to let Mudbloods in school, maybe they even let Mudbloods in Slytherin?

[alt_draco]

People are sorted into houses based on the traits that each founder valued, and I hardly think that Salazar valued impure blood. Plus, I've just never heard of it happening.

[alt_theodore]

Just because you've never heard of it, it doesn't mean it couldn't happen.

[alt_draco]

Well if it did happen, it would probably happen to you. You'd probably like that sort of thing, or find it intriguing or something.

[alt_theodore]

I think your overactive imagination is getting the better of you again.

[alt_draco]

You're the one who imagined a mudblood in my bed!

[alt_theodore]

You imagined a Mudblood in the toilets first!

[alt_draco]

But at least that's actually happened. The mudblood with the foul hair cleans them with a toothbrush.

[alt_theodore]

Yes but she's not a student, is she?

Ugh, can you imagine if she was? What if you had to sit next to her in lessons!

[alt_draco]

Complete ugh. I'd push her to the floor where she belongs, naturally.

[alt_theodore]

You'd touch one??

[alt_draco]

Only with a solid and preferably sharp object.

[alt_theodore]

I heard their blood was brown.

[alt_draco]

Like mud? That rather makes sense.

[alt_theodore]

I wonder if it's true...

[alt_draco]

You could always find out, and report back to me.

[alt_theodore]

Don't you want to see for yourself?

[alt_draco]

See? Yes, I suppose I do.

[alt_theodore]

You and Harry sit with me at breakfast and we can figure it out.

[alt_draco]

Yeah, we'll see, Teddy.

[alt_bellatrix]

So brown it's more soot than mud.

But don't take my word for it, boy. Take the matter into your own hands. Just be sure to wash them after.

[alt_theodore]

What would happen if we got some on us?

[alt_bellatrix]

You'll turn into one, of course.

[alt_theodore]

REALLY?

[alt_bellatrix]

No.

You will simply be all the stronger for it. Mudblood always washes off the pure.

[alt_theodore]

Oh good.

[alt_narcissa]

Boys. You're being perverse.

[alt_draco]

Mother, has there ever been a mudblood sorted into Slytherin?

[alt_narcissa]

Don't be silly, Draco.

Why don't you put your wonderful imagination to good use and write Hydra a story?

[alt_draco]

Why? Is she bored? Have you heard that she misses me terribly?

[alt_narcissa]

Everyone misses you terribly, darling. Mummy most of all.

[alt_draco]

Do you want a story?

[alt_narcissa]

I would love to hear a story.

[alt_draco]

Should I write it here or...?

I would prefer to do so in an Owl, Mother. I don't want just anyone to be able to read my stories. And that way I can also include drawings for you.

[alt_narcissa]

An Owl would be lovely, Draco. That way I could put it in your Age 11 scrapbook and save it forever.

[alt_draco]

I'll get working on it straight away!

[alt_narcissa]

You're such a wonderful son.