Vindycation

[alt_draco]

Its become colder out so I'm drinking more tea than usual, at every meal most times, and today I discovered a surprise in my chest of tea leaves when I went to the other end of the Slytherin table at breakfast to get some milk. I don't know why our jug was empty, but it must have been Goyle since he had a foul milk moustache for most of today. When I came back with the milk a Hufflepuff was shouting and his hand was swollen nearly to quaffle-size. Harry told me that he was fairly certain that the Hufflepuff had been trying to nick some of my tea when the tea chest got him. Mother must have put a hex on it. Mother, if you're reading this, thank you and thank you also for the extra chocolate you sent last week.

I think that Herbert Fleet plays keeper for Hufflepuff. I wonder if he'll be able to catch the quaffle with quaffle sized hands?

Is there anything to do tonight? I'm becoming tired of exploding snap and its hurting my ears beside.

Comments

[alt_draco]

Why do you hope that? Is it because later, you miss them or think that they might have been useful for you?

I'm glad you don't show your affection that way anymore! I don't care for newts.

[alt_narcissa]

Because I want you to be better than I am, Draco. That is what every parent wishes for their child. I wish a better world for you, and for you to be a better person in that world.

Regulus suffered my affection in many ways. He had his own bed at St Mungos the summer before my seventh year. I was very worried about passing my NEWTs.

[alt_draco]

Oh...



I've never turned anyone into a newt, Mother. I must be doing better already!

[alt_narcissa]

I certainly hope so, my son.