The Dungeons

*a groan and a gasp and the creak of the mattress as Harry rolls off of Draco onto his back*

That...was...oh Christ, ( fucking amazing. )

Dear Severus,

I came looking for you, but they tell me you're not at home. I flatter myself that you long for news of me and of the school, which I am fully prepared to deliver.

I've taken a room at Mrs. Elderton's in Diagon Alley. If you let me know where and when to find you, I should like to call on you soon. Tomorrow evening, perhaps, if you are fairly near London.

I hope that you are at least slightly well, although I have no firm evidence to support it. I look forward to seeing whether I can still count you among my bearded brethren.

Until then,

Albus