The Forgotten Twin

Chapter 27

The next day was a break day, so Delilah spent most of the morning studying for those blasted exams with Draco in the Room of Requirement.

"Are you sure that we add three pinches of crushed mistletoe? I thought it was two?"

Delilah smiled.

"The original recipe calls for two, but I've experimented and three works better."

Draco nodded as he added three pinches.

Delilah stirred counterclockwise five times before waving her wand and announcing it complete.

"Great, what subject is next?" she asked.

"I think it's sleeping," Draco deadpanned, laying spread eagle on the carpet.

Delilah quietly laughed before she lay down next to him.

"We have done quite a bit today, but we still have history of magic."

He groaned.

"Why does anyone care about that stupid subject? It's not like I'll become a history nerd."

"Think of it this way, in our sixth year, which really is only just over a year away, we can drop it."

He grinned.

"That sounds great, but we should petition that they change it to fifth year."

Delilah laughed. He really was a dork.

"How about this, after we finish studying for history of magic, I'll help with the petition."

It wouldn't work. The Hogwarts curriculum probably hadn't been updated in years, even in History of Magic, since there haven't been any important events.

Draco sighed.

"Fine. I guess you're right."

And so they studied the most boring class. Sure it could be entertaining, but only about those cool wars. Everything else was just so sleep enticing.

Finally they finished so Delilah pulled out a piece of parchment.

"Ok, what do you want your petition to say?" she asked, half joking.

Draco stroked his chin like villains in movies always did when they were scheming. That thought made Delilah laugh, but she tried her best to stifle it.

"Hm... we need to write that we need to be able to choose and get rid of classes in our fifth year," Draco mused.

Delilah frowned.

"But we'd need a logical excuse why, or else they'll just chuck it," Delilah thought a moment before continuing. "Maybe the reason could be that students have three years studying for a career, so if you realize that you don't like the career you have time to change it."

Draco continued to stroke his chin.

"That would work... write it."

She did.

"Is there anything else you want to add?"

He nodded.

"We should have dessert for every meal!"

Delilah laughed.

"We want them to take us seriously, remember?"

Draco sighed, putting on his puppy dog face.

"I guess...."

Delilah chuckled, and handed him the paper.

"I wrote it, you just have to get people to sign it."