Private Message to Dux

[alt_justin]

Hullo, there, you,

I say, is everyone's seventh year this fraught? I heard that a chap in today's exam burst out like a canary cream, what! And I don't think he'd been anywhere near Fred and George Weasley, either.

Perhaps I've not considered every possible drawback to staying.

-Justin

Comments

[alt_hydra]

If it is being monitored - well, I don't think that's too likely, but if so, they're probably deciding right now whether to call your bluff, or bluff you in return and pretend that they don't know that you're bluffing.

What sort of things would you negotiate for, though? Or is that the sort of thing best shared in person, so no one can peek in to read it?

From,
Hydra

[alt_justin]

Hm, well. Mostly I think we've talked about it before. Making sure my mother's cared for and so on, so forth.

I don't think they'd give me a bad foster placement but that's the sort of thing I could ask, I suppose. I'd also want to make sure I still had access to my own accounts. I shouldn't like my foster family to decide they could control my cash flows, what?

And it's well worth asking what sorts of things would be expected.

I'll write up an owl tomorrow. There's time in History of Magic. Let's think what else to put in, all right?

-Justin

[alt_hydra]

Those are all reasonable things to ask for, I think. I thought maybe you'd decided to ask for a broomstick with gold-tipped twigs, or someone to carry your books from class to class (in which case, I'd volunteer for that, to give you a break from carrying mine).

But I'll try to think of more things that are important while I'm getting ready for bed.

From,
Hydra

[alt_justin]

You carrying my books? Nonsense, Dux. I wouldn't hear of it. I like seeing you in the corridors but it's for me to tote for you. And nothing to do with blood or magic, either, what. That's what a gentleman does, isn't it?

I suppose it is getting late.

Sweet dreams, Dux.

Love,
-Justin

[alt_hydra]

It is. Goodnight, Effs.

Love,
Hydra