Kas,
Please don't call me Fletcher either, you know my name. First name, I mean. Jerk. And it's not my fault owls just hate you, I guess? I didn't pick this one because it hated you, I promise. Though maybe next time I should go up to the owlery, show them all a picture of you and pick the one that looks the least angry and murderous?
Ending my head boy speech by flying off into the sunset would be something. Bold of you to assume I've started writing it already. I'm still in the 'having nightmares about it' stage. Please shut up about it or I'll make you wear three silly hats. If you want, you can hear it. I mean. I have an invite I wouldn't use otherwise. If you want. I mean, you don't have to. I know it's probably not a great idea, but I'd like you to. I mean If you want you can come you can.
So that's why you trash everyone? I guess I'm lucky to have such a sage friend. I actually have an update on the Linden front. He's dating Casper. You know, my other roommate. I feel weird about it, though I broke up with him so I shouldn't. Feel free to trash him some more, I'll feel better even though I still think you're being harsh on him. I'd like to swing by the shop sometime when I'm finished with school, though I don't trust you not to sell me some weirdly obnoxious pet.
I don't know what I want to do yet. I kind of want to try the Quidditch thing, but it feels a bit... presumptuous? Like I'm not that good. As if to prove that point, we lost the final match against Slytherin. I barely got to the air before the Slytherin seeker got the snitch, it was infuriating. I might give it a shot, at least. No idea what else I want to do, honestly.
As your annoying younger friend it's my job to worry about you. Try to talk to people instead of snakes, please?
- Lucas (Not Fletcher)
PS. Why are you living with Lysander? Is there romance in the air or???