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'Hmm, I might,' He said only mildly interested, admiring a handsome eagle owl soar over his head and out the doors of the Great Hall. He wondered if Remmy made it home safely to deliver his letter, there was a time where it seemed too dangerous to even take a step outside of home. Sometimes home did not seem safe, either. Those days were long gone, now. But Daniel still felt a little afraid now and then. 'A-are you any good at Quidditch?' He said timidly. Daniel had never really been that good at Quidditch, but still did support Gryffindor all the way. Especially when it came to decorations. He really enjoyed helping in that. It was a little struggle when it came to Quidditch at Hogwarts and at home, his father was a Ravenclaw and his mother was a Hufflepuff. They would have little arguments over the best team and whatnot, and neither of them ever wanted to mention Gryffindor. Daniel's parents thought it was a little unfair that Gryffindor had seemed very favoured among the rest, and as much as Daniel would have liked to disagree, he couldn't help but know deep down that that was a little bit true.

Classes were going to start very soon. Daniel packed away his books and gulped down the last of his pumpkin juice. He wondered what Marcus's family were like. Were they all in Gryffindor? Did he have any siblings? He yawned again and rubbed his eyes, deciding not to bombard him with too many questions.