𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒉-1996

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A/n:We are getting close to the end of fifth year, with every letter we are getting closer to the end and this is exciting yet sad yk, like bittersweet.
Well enough of that, we still have two years left, and ofc the epilogue letter which will be fun as I've not seen anyone figure out what I'm going to do.
Enough of my yapping, on with the story;

Dear Rose,
Gosh I have so much to tell you, I once again ask, where to start?
Well Marietta, the dear decided to snitch on the DA, and told Umbridge about it. Ofcourse my plan worked and the word sneak appeared on her face in pimples. I had to hide my laughter, but she should have known better. Well Dumbledore took responsibility and Fudge arrested him! I don't know why and guess who's headmaster now or should I say headmistress,

If you said professor McGonagall then I wish,

It's Umbridge,

And she's gotten so much worse.

I nearly forgot to tell you about the date. Oh it was horrendous. Harry brought me for some reason and poor Cho wasn't over Cedric like I predicted and it ended up being a mess. Then again it was at Puddifoots and the place is covered in a disturbing amount of pink.

You know how Umbridge is headmistress? Well George and Fred had the brilliant idea of putting a swamp in the middle of the corridor, I mean their motives were admirable, but not the best method I'd say. Both of them rebelled to the point they got tired of Umbridge.

Guess what they did. They shot their own fireworks in the school and made a grand escape. All of us admired them for their courage for doing that. Honestly it was pretty smart. I think both of them are going to do well, at least I hope.

Well id better finish this essay, I've got prep for OWLs left too, Gosh this is tiring.

Well I miss you Rose,
I love you too,

Love,

Your sister, now and always,
Mione

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