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The afternoon was surprisingly quiet in the Slytherin common room.

Blaise appeared with an old wooden box.

—Let's see what's here…

He started pulling out photographs and mementos from when they were all little.

"Draco, look at that haircut!" Pansy laughed.

—Burn that photo.

Laughter filled the room.

Blaise took out a cream-colored envelope.

—It's addressed to… Arabella.

I felt my heart skip a beat.

No.

—Read it —said Mattheo.

—Don't even think about it.

I got up at the same time as Theodore.

We both froze when we realized we had reacted the same way.

"Why so much interest?" Lorenzo asked, smiling.

Blaise broke the seal.

—“Dear Arabella…”

"Blaise!" Theodore and I said at the same time.

The whole room burst into laughter.

"I knew those were your letters!" Pansy shouted.

—“…I hope your father never finds out we skipped the ball…” —Blaise read.

"Give it to me!" I tried to snatch it from her.

—“…Because he’ll probably kill me.”

Draco was already laughing too much.

—DID THEY ESCAPE TOGETHER!?

—“…Signed: Theodore.”

Everyone stared at us.

Tom smiled.

—So they were corny.

-Be quiet.

"They both said the same thing," Daphne laughed.

Blaise picked up another envelope.

—Let's see… there's still more.

Theodore sighed.

—We're dead.

I glared at him.

—Why did you keep them?

He raised an eyebrow.

-And you?

I crossed my arms.

—I was thinking of burning them.

—What a coincidence.

-I don't believe you.

—I don't believe you either.

Laughter filled the room again as Blaise hugged the box so that no one could take it from him.