.40 - letter day

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Dear Evelyn Malfoy,

  Hope your summer is going well. George and I have gotten on mum's bad side from pranking her once or twice. Nothing deadly just, funny. Ginny also dislikes us as we may or may not have moved her mattress outside while she was asleep then it may or may not have started raining. We can't predict the weather so it isn't our fault really. Ron's whining about being bored and lonely and wants Harry to come over but mum says to wait for some reason. 

  Speaking of Harry, he's given Georgie and I his winning money for the Triwizard Tournament! Can you believe it? A thousand galleons! We can actually buy ourselves a good shop to get started! Weasley's Wizard Wheezes is the name I've come up with though George wants credit. Mum hates the idea but I like to think dad can see the potential. How do you feel about my master business plan? You find it amazing, don't you?

  I'll be off. Mum wants me down for dinner and she's yelling her head off so I don't want a mishap. I do hope you're well. You seemed, off back on the platform. Write back to me. I'm rather worried for you but I'll be okay as long as you send a letter back. Even if it's a simple sentence.

Yours,

Fred Weasley

(also George says hello. So does mum.)

Fred's letter arrived to Malfoy Manor but Evelyn wasn't the one to read it. Fred felt his stomach pit as he waited for a response. An owl tapped on his window in the middle of the night and Fred quickly got to his feet, racing to get the ripped parchment from it's beak. As he opened up the parchment only a few words were written in a cursive that didn't belong to Evelyn. It was vaguely similar but Fred knew her writing and that wasn't it.

I'm fine. Stop writing.

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