He'd be in school next year, then. Though not Slytherin, not if things didn't drastically change between then and now. It was a somewhat depressing thought, one he didn't dwell on that much.
Theo always moved slowly, it seemed. But it was the strictures put on most of their society, though so many people didn't stick to them anymore. He took pride in sticking to them. But she was so tempting.
He chuckled. "Well, we can't fluctuate time for him. Besides, I have a feeling that this year would have been a very hard one for him. Perhaps it's best his birthday was a month late."
His lips compressed as he thought about his sister, about her upset letter confiding in him about how much she hated her detentions and how much her fingers hurt from scrubbing the flagstones and how embarrassing, humiliating, it was, but also still refusing to back down from her stance.
"Hmm, I'll take something if you are," he said with a charming smile.