Who Are You?

The Gryffindor common room was filled with people after dinner. Loud music was blasting from the radio and everyone was trying to talk over it. Harry rubbed his head, trying to ease the pain of his huge migraine.

"I hate all my teachers! Two three foot essays and a five foot paper all due in three days?" he thought. "I might kill myself if this keeps happening!"

"Not really, right?" said a voice. Harry looked up from his pile of notes he was meant to be reading and saw Ron, drinking a bottle of Butterbeer.

"What?" Harry asked Ron.

"You're not going to kill yourself, right?" Ron asked again, looking worried.

"I said that out loud?" asked Harry. "I was just kidding, you know. It's just that we have a huge amount of homework and I can see you haven't started yours."

"Phew!" sighed Ron, relieved. "I was really worried there. About the homework though...I'll probably just ask Hermione..."

"Ask Hermione what?" interrupted Hermione, who was walking across the room towards them.

"Nothing. I wasn't talking about you. Did I say Hermione? I meant Harry," said Ron quickly.

Harry quietly collected his stuff and rushed up the stairs to his dormitory, leaving his two friends to sort out their own problems. When he walked into his dormitory, he saw five letters, each on the five beds. Harry went to his bed and picked up the neatly folded letter. On the outside said: Dark Rider. He opened the letter and sat down on his bed to read it.

To Dark Rider,

Obviously, I am Silver Snake, your pen pal. This pen pal thing is a really bad idea. I'm not sure what to write but I'll tell you a bit about myself...

I am a guy, obviously and you can probably guess which house I am in (I'm not very good at thinking of secretive pen names). My favourite subject is Potions, but Herbology is okay (I guess). My birthday is on June 5th. When's yours? That's probably all I'm going to write. This is the most boring class ever! Hope I get a letter from you soon (not that I really want one).

From your pen pal,

Silver Snake

Harry finished reading the letter, folded it up and put it on his bedside table. He heard his dorm mates coming up the stairs and pretended to be asleep, hoping that they wouldn't question him about his letter.

"I hope he's gotten my letter," he thought as he drifted to sleep.

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Meanwhile, Draco was in his dorm, playing Exploding Snap with his dorm mates, Blaise, Greg, Vince and Theo.

"Why are we playing this?" asked Draco, already bored after one game.

"Because I suggested it," said Blaise. "It's the only card game I know how to play."

"Us too!" said Theo, referring to himself, Greg and Vince.

"Can we play something else then?" asked Draco. "I'm bored!"

"Stop whining!" yelled Blaise. "What else can we play?" he asked the others.

"How about truth or dare? We could use a bottle to choose who goes," said Theo, excitedly.

Everyone agreed so they sat in a circle in this order- Theo, Blaise, Draco, Greg and Vince.

"I'll go first!" yelled Blaise, already hyper from excitement.

"Can you stop yelling? You're going to give me a headache!" Draco yelled back.

Blaise ignored Draco and spun the bottle. But he spun it too hard and the bottle skidded over to Theo and smashed on the floor.

"I guess you're asking me, right?" said Theo, confused.

"Did I ruin the game?" asked Blaise, tears forming as he spoke. Draco sighed and reached over to his friend, comforting him.

"Draco, I think he's already past comforting stage," said Greg. Blaise was on full crying mode. Tears streaming down his face and nose running.

"Blaise, look over to your bed. See what's on it?" said Draco, pointing to his bed.

Blaise looked up and to his bed. Resting on the blanket was a letter, neatly folded with some writing on the front. Immediately, his face lit up and he scrambled over to his bed.

"It's my pen pal letter! Oh my god! Its here!" Blaise screamed, jumping up and down, still holding his letter. "Look on your beds! There're letters there, too!"

Draco looked towards his other friends, "Seriously, I can't imagine that it took you guys so long to realise that Blaise is gay." Theo shrugged.

"I realised that you were too first!" screamed Blaise, obviously listening in. Draco ran over to cover Blaise's mouth. He laughed nervously to the other three.

"We already knew," said Theo calmly, with Greg and Vince nodding along. "You were easier to figure out."

Draco stared, open mouthed, with a confused look on his face. "Seriously?"

"Yes, Draco. You are so obviously gay," said Blaise. "What straight guy counts his calories? And be quiet, I want to read my letter."

They all sat on their beds to read their letters. Blaise was bouncing on his bed, still excited.

"Can you please keep quiet? I can't read with your bedsprings straining from your weight," said Theo. Blaise stuck out his tongue at Theo, but he stopped bouncing. Draco laughed quietly and opened his letter.

To Silver Snake,

I'm guessing you are a Slytherin. I'm over it already because you guys are not so bad now. You should have thought of a less obvious name. You probably can't tell which house I'm from but I can tell you I'm a seventh year. Well, finishing it, really. I can't believe they would waste a whole lesson for writing letters. At least we don't have to do work, right?

Now, a bit about myself...

Sex: Male

Birthday: July 31^st

Favourite colour: Green

Favourite subject: DADA

Dream occupation: Auror (but I need a good result for my NEWTs)

Dislikes: Homework (hopefully we don't have much this year, but that's not going to happen)

Likes: Quidditch (favourite pastime too)

That's all, I guess. If you want to know anything else, just ask. We have all year until the ball.

From,

Dark Rider (not Slytherin)

Draco smiled at the last line. The others had already drifted off to sleep. He looked at his clock and realised it was past midnight.

"I must have taken longer than I thought to read it," he thought. Draco set his alarm for the next day and fell asleep.