Lutworth's pov
I stared out the window quietly watching the sun set. I jumped out of my skin when my owl squawked.
I looked at him as he perched in his cage angrily. No matter what I did he was always mad.
The other Hufflepuffs seemed good with animals, but I couldn't count the amount of scratches and bites I got.
I let out a sigh and grabbed a piece of parchment.
I grabbed my quill despite the fact that my handwriting was much better with a pen and sat down.
I dunked it in the ink and started writing.
Dear Wellton,
I stared at the two words and crumpled the parchment into a ball, that sounded so boring.
Hey Wellton,
I crumpled that one too.
After about half an hour, and many dead trees, I decided on what to put.
Dear Wellton,
My quill hovered over the paper as I thought about what to say.
A drop of ink fell onto the paper. I kept hovering over the paper, ink dripping
Drip
Drip
Drip
After a while I realized what had happened.
There was a huge black blotch of ink on the paper and it had sunk through.
There was ink on the table and I was going to clean it up, but dad called
"Gerald, dinners ready!"
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Silent Secrets (Draco × Reader)
Fanfiction{ON HOLD, SORRY} Y/n Wellton is a smart yet forgetful pureblood. She is set on getting better at magic, which she really needs to work on, considering all her spells ultimately fail. When she makes it to Hogwarts the charms teacher isn't to excited...
