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Willow sits in the Great Hall when a letter is dropped in front of her, picking it up she opens it
My Darling Niece, Kol and Davina told us about your first Quidditch Match coming up, the whole family is coming to watch. I can't wait to cheer you and Marcus on, I'm looking forward to seeing you both. How has your first month at Hogwarts been? Anything interesting happened? Not much has happened at home, I've mainly been spending time with each of my siblings. Klaus has been trying to teach me to paint, it hasn't gone very well. Hope all is well, Love, Uncle Hen x P.S. I have a present for both you and Marcus when we come to the match.
Willow smiles, refolding the letter before putting it in her bag "Who was it?" Blaise asks. "My Uncle Henrik." she responds. Marcus walks over and sits with them "What about Uncle Henrik?" he asks. "He sent a letter, he's coming to our first match." Willow smiles. "Good, are Mum and Dad coming?" Marcus asks. "Yeah, the whole family is." she nods, making Marcus smile and nod "Uncle Hen also said he has a present for us when they come." she adds. "Any idea what?" he asks. "Nope, just that he'll give it to us at the match." Willow responds. "Always with the surprises." Marcus chuckles. "He deserves to be, he was on the other side for a thousand years." Willow shrugs. "Fair point." Marcus nods in agreement.
That evening, Willow sits in the Common room doing her homework with Draco, Theo and Blaise "Willow, hou've got a note." Marcus tells her, heading over. "From?" she asks, taking it, "Harry, he asked a first year to drop it off but they couldn't find you." Marcus responds. Willow nods and opens the note, grimacing immediately and face planting the table "Wills?" Draco asks. Willow just passes the boys the note
Wills, I may have told Nearly Headless Nick we'd all go to his deathday party. Not sure what it includes but I felt bad for him, he seemed upset because of the headless hunt? Anyway, it's halloweeen evening. See you there. Harry.
The boys automatically grimace "He doesn't know about the food or music, does he?" Blaise asks. "Nope, I'll make sure to pack some food for us all... as well as earplugs." Willow responds. "Maybe ask your family if they'll come?" Theo asks. "As if, they've been to enough deathday parties to stay away." Will scoffs. "I'm going to bloody kill Harry." Blaise groans. "Have fun, I'll save you all some stuff from the feast." Marcus tells them. "So, that makes me feel so much better." Willow deadpans as her brother. "Love you too, sister dear." Marcus smiles, kissing her head and walking off.
The next morning, Willow heads over to the Gryffindor table "Harry, Hermione, Ron, a moment?" she asks, motioning to the great hall doors. The three nod and follow her out, Willow hitting Harry round the back of his head "Agh! What was that for?!" he exclaims. "Why did you accept the invite to Nick's deathday party?" she hisses quietly. "I felt bad and he got me away from Filch." Harry explains. Willow sighs "Okay, bring food and drinks and ear plugs. The food is going to be mouldy and the music like nails on a chalkboard." she tells them. "I... what?" Ron asks. "You heard. Anyway, I'm off to breakfast, see you later." Willow responds, walking to the Slytherin table and sitting down. "You warn them?" Draco asks. "Yeah, hope they believe me." Willow nods. "They should do, if not we'll pack extra food." Theo nods. "Sounds like a plan." Blaise nods.
