Malfoy's pov
It had been one week since I sent out my own owl to Wellton.
There was still no response. I wonder what is happening over there, did I offend them with my last letter?
I was thinking when my owl fluttered down next to my window.
I jumped up to open it and I noticed he didn't have a letter on him.
"Huh?" I sat down and figured I had really upset Wellton.
I let out a sigh as I laid down on my back and my owl squawked, waiting for his water.
I'm not sure why this felt so upsetting, I have plenty of other friends.
Whatever, I got stuff to get to anyway, why would I waste my time sending letters.
They were an annoying waste of time anyway.
I sat down and looked around my room in boredom twiddling my quill in my hand.
I tossed it up and it slowly floated down peacefully. I mopped around for the rest of the day in disdain looking for anything to take my mind off of what had happened.
Real short huh?
-Potthead
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Silent Secrets (Draco × Reader)
ספרות חובבים{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...
