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     "I hate mornings," I mumbled putting my face on the Slytherin table and pushing my bland porridge away.

"Who decided mornings were a thing," Alec asked struggling to keep her eyes open.

"They aren't even that bad," Meda chirped with a smile.

"Shut up," Alec and I said simultaneously.

Meda put her hands up in defense, "My bad."

"You know what I hate the most about mornings," I asked looking at the porridge in disgust.

"I think I know," Alec groaned realizing what.

I pointed at the owls that had just flown in, "That."

"Okay, I do admit that they are awfully loud," Meda finally agreed.

"There has to be a word worse than that," Alec said staring up pissed as the owls started dropping mail and collecting their treats.

Surprisingly my owl Gus landed in front of me dropping a few letters. That's weird, I'd like to call my mailing services private. I usually don't get letters in the morning. They come straight to my dorm to prevent confiscation.

     "Hi Gus-Gus, you cutie," Meda said stroking his feathers.

     "Bit weird dropping off my mail this early," I said handing him some owl treats from my bag.

     I opened the first letter which was from Lucy.

     Dearest Best Sister and the Queen, also the Master of Wizarding Chess,

I'd like to start this off with my distaste. How much longer must I address you by those titles? You didn't even give me a rematch on our game, how was I supposed to win?

On the other hand, I hope you're doing well. I'll send over some chocolate next week since I know it's nearing your time of the month. I know, I'm the best brother. I hope Regulus isn't giving you a hard time and if he does, you know what I'm going to do to him.

I don't mean to worry you but I thought I'd let you know this. I think our parents are planning for me to marry. As usual, I don't have a choice but I only hope who they pick will be well fit for the Malfoy bloodline. Do you think we would be able to fall in love?

Farewell Dearest Sister.

Lucy Malfoy, the Worst and Biggest Loser of Wizarding Chess Who Admits That His Younger Sister is Way Better At

P.S. This is the last time I sign off with that! I lost the bet but I'll make it up to you.

I smiled shaking my head, "Lucy is such an idiot."

"What did he do," Alec asked.

"Let's just say, I won the bet," I said with an evil smile.

"As I knew you would, he doesn't stand a chance against you," Meda laughed.

I grabbed the parchment and a quill from my bag quickly writing my response back to Lucy.

Dear Lucy,

You can stop addressing me like that. You make me feel bad for you. Poor baby.

Aww, thank you for the chocolate. Have I told you that you're very thoughtful? Reggie has been a bit hard to deal with but I think we are starting to repair our friendship. Well, when we were friends before engaged. I suppose we always were engaged in a sort of way.

Do you have any idea of who she could be? I think you will be just fine, Lucy. If you open your heart to her then I think there could be potential for love. Plus you're already such a great brother, you would make a better husband to whatever lucky girl is chosen. Unlucky to have to deal with our parents though.

Farewell Dearest Brother.

Your Favorite Person in the Entire World, Via Malfoy

     P.S. You owe me now!!!

     Alec glanced over my shoulder seeing me finish, "Can I please fold and stamp it?"

     Shaking my head I nodded, "You have a weird obsession."

     "I think it's useful, less work for us," Meda said handing Alec the letter that she has just finished writing.

     "Who was it from," I asked.

     "It was from my parents, they are trying to find me a husband," Meda said rolling her eyes.

     I rolled my eyes as well, "They are obsessed with designing our lives out for us."

     "Their parents did it for them so now we have to struggle with their wrath," Alec ranted.

     "Messed up, really," Meda said shaking her head.

     I opened up the next letter seeing that it was from my parents.

     Dearest Daughter,

What type of ring would you like? Walburga and I are going shopping soon and we wouldn't want to get something the bride wouldn't approve of.

I was thinking of a heart cut. Wouldn't that be fabulous? I'd like to say that I know my daughter well so some other options could be a princess or cushion cut.

Lydia Malfoy

I frowned reading the letter, "My mother doesn't know me at all."

"She really doesn't know you," Alec said reading the letter over my shoulder.

"If she knew you then she would know that you prefer trilliant or a round cut," Meda said listing off the ones I leaned more towards.

"I'm also surprised that the ring wasn't already picked out," I said diverting my eyes from the letter.

Dearest Mother,

Thank you for thinking of me. I'm sure whatever you get will be beautiful. Just choose something that you know I would wear since you know me so well.

Sylvie Malfoy

"Why would you lie to her," Alec asked sealing the letter.

"If I call her out then she will bring hell to me," I answered.

"But then you won't get the ring that you have been dreaming of," Meda said in horror.

I shrugged, "I could buy it myself."

Alec stares at me as if I was crazy, "Are you crazy?"

"I agree with her. You can't buy yourself an engagement ring," Meda yelled.

"Why not," I asked innocently.

"That is the only time where you can't treat yourself," Alec reasoned.

"I have one more letter to get to," I ignored changing the topic.

Meet me at the Astronomy Tower at 8. Oh, and yes, it's a date so dress fancy. I like purple if you don't remember.

R.A.B

"We need to get her ready," Meda yelled reading what it said.

Alec scrunched her nose up, "Why purple? He could've chosen green, or red, he'll even black!"

I laughed at her, "He has always had this weird thing for purple ever since we were young."

"Purple for the Black then," Meda joked.

Alec facepalmed.

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     Alec stood back admiring her work, "I'm proud."

     My once-straight hair is now in ringlets. I patted powder on my face as Meda finished choosing my outfit. It consisted of a short tight dark purple dress with purple-heeled boots to match.

     I took a deep breath looking at myself in the mirror.

     Damn, I looked hot.

     I had been thinking of this date all day. This would technically be our first date and I was nervous and excited and everything at the same time.

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my full intention for this chapter was for sylvie to get ready for her date but the letters took up more than half of this chapter. next chapter will make it up tho!

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this is sylvie's fit but you can imagine however your heart desires! show me if you guys pick out anything tho!

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