𝑝𝑎𝑑𝑓𝑜𝑜𝑡 𝑗𝑟, 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙥𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧

↳ 𝙧𝙚𝙪𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜

This is from a," Madame Pomfrey started, looking at a letter as Leo rubbed his eyes, sitting up. "Snivellus?" Leo shot up, Madame Pomfrey jumping at his sudden outburst. "Snivellus?!" He shouted, Madame Pomfrey slowly nodding and giving him the letter as he tore it open. "Who is Snivellus, may I ask?" Madame Pomfrey interrogated, Leo halting as his arms stayed up, the envelope tore up in shreds on the boy's bed. "Snivellus is our dog from home." He spoke after a long, awkward silence, Madame Pomfrey's expression dropping. "Awe!" She exclaimed, walking over to ruffle Leo's hair as he quickly hid the letter. "Hope he loves you!" She exclaimed in a baby voice, Leo smiling to hold in a laugh.

"Have fun with Snivellus!" She finished, finally walking away to brew another potion for the boy's lungs. His lungs had been, not majorly, but somewhat damaged as he coughed slightly, unfolding the letter.

Padfoot Jr,

This Amélie girl seems nice, send me a picture of her first so I can decide for myself. Also, great job on Severus at the first trial, as I told you, never liked him. I very much do, however, hope your nose is tremendously okay or I'm going to get Madame Pomfrey sued. I don't know how but it'll happen...

Anyway, Leo, you are not useless in any way to me nor anyone else in this entire Wizarding world! How dare you believe that you, the most powerful Wizard there is probably going to be, is bloody useless! I will not stand by it! I am also upset that we never got the goodbye that Harry and Hermoine may have had but you saving my life, twice to Harry's information, kind of makes up for it in a sense. I am so very thankful that you even accepted me that fast into your life or I'd have been dead! So that makes it three times! Oh, Merlin, you have so much blackmail on me right now. Don't save my life anymore! I'm kidding, if you have to and it's possible and absolutley necessary, please do.

Ps. The Padfoot Jr is what I'm calling you now. I was called Padfoot in my years at Hogwarts and I refuse to call you anything else. Understood. Okay, understood.

Lots of love and awkward hugs,
S.O.B x

Extra Ps. Don't die on a task again, please, you gave me a heart attack whislt I read it until you came back, meaning you saved my life four times. Damn it!

Leo laughed as he closed the letter, wiping the tears from his eyes as he put the letter under his pillow, waving his wand as the envelope shreds flew away into the bin, the boy looking at the bed across from him with a smile. "Oh, Leo!" The boy jumped as he saw the familiar swish of blonde hair, smiling lightly as Amélie came running through the room, a large box in hand. "How are you?" She asked quickly, setting the box down as she sat on the side of Leo's bed, holding his hand between hers.

Now, this may sound incredibly mean, but Leo didn't really have feelings for the girl, like, ever. Hear him out, she was a pretty girl who was in love with the boy at first sight, Leo sadly not doing the same. Also, no other girls really liked Leo other than Hermione and Ginny, them being more like sisters to him. He wouldn't particualry call it taking advantage of her, more like, taking advantage of the situation. He thought that if he accepted the girl, she would slowly woo him into loving her too. His plan, however, failed terribly and he wouldn't just ditch her because she seemed really nice. Then, it carried on into the Yule Ball, Leo shrugging and taking her, then she fell in love with him completely and blah blah. She's infatuated with him!

"Yes, love. I'm alright." Leo spoke, his excited demeanour dropping as Amélie blushed at the nickname, as always, and the two were in an awkward silence on Leo's part, a love one on Amélie's. "Yes, right!" She exclaimed, Leo jumping slightly as she let go of his hand, getting up and picking up the box, putting it on Leo's lap. Leo gawked at the decoration, the wrapping being blue and gold. "Woah..." Leo trailed off, excited as Amélie giggled, sitting next to Leo as she put her arm around his shoulder. He opened it rather quickly, Amélie rubbing his shoulder as his face dropped a tiny bit, thankfully over the French girl's head. "What is it?" He asked, confused as he saw a bunch of bundled up fabric, Amélie getting up.