8.07
To Y/N,
George and I miss you lots. Mum says hi, and so does Charlie. Bill said to tell you that he said bye before he left last week. Weird to think he's all the way in Egypt now. I wonder if he'll befriend a camel.
Percy the prat won't shut up about some new Wizarding law and it's driving everyone bonkers. Godric help us all.
We still haven't figured out what's going on with that bloody parchment. I swear we are trying our very best. Got any ideas? So far we've set it on fire, sprinkled it with water and sprayed it with Gnome repellent. Those Padfoot and Moony fellas weren't happy about that. Hope you aren't doing too much homework, I don't want you to drown in a pile of books. That would be funny though.
From, Fred
23.07
Dear Y/N,
Blimey, sounds like your dad's got his hands full with that one. I have absolutely no idea what a 'television' is but it doesn't sound like it's supposed to blow up. Talking of things that I don't know about, yknow that homework that Professor Snape assigned us? Would you mind helping me out with the third question? And maybe the fourth too. I know you've already done it and your answers will definitely be correct. Pretty please? Pretty please with a chocolate frog on top?
Your idea to talk back in riddles to the parchment thing was brilliant. It didn't solve anything but it was bloody hilarious.
You must come visit at some point! I know we've only got a month left until our second year and you're busy with your Dad, so maybe come over next summer? Or at Christmas! But also come over in the summer. And, yes, you have no choice :)
From your favourite person ever, Fred.
You were sat cross-legged on the edge of your quilted bed as you re-read (for the hundredth time) your favourite letters that Fred had sent in the summer between your first and second year. Felis was purring away contently in your lap, his ears twitching as you unfolded and re-folded each piece of parchment.
After a little while you reached the end of the first-year pile. Careful not to disturb Felis, you slid them neatly back in a wooden box that you kept very safely under your bed. You stroked the fur on the top of your cat's head as you twisted around and grabbed the open letter off your bed side table. It arrived exactly three days after the Summer holidays started.
08.07
Dearest Y/N,
I've been telling Mum all about our adventures from this year. The Marauders Map is truly the best thing we've ever found, and it's all thanks to you.
I still can't believe we'd managed to sneak into Snape's office, that was beyond bloody brilliant. I wonder if he knew that those Dungbombs were from us.
It's crazy that we're already going into our third year already- time flies when you're having fun. Especially in our case. I didn't tell Mum and Dad about the stink pellets in Snape's slippers.
Mum is absolutely thrilled that you're taking her up on her offer. She originally was gonna have you stay in Bill's old room, but my little sister Ginny was absolutely insistent that you stay with her in her room. She's not that bad to be fair- I think she's just excited to finally have another girl in the house.
Dad said he'll come pick you up on the eighteenth of August via floo network at five P.M. I am so excited! I can't wait to see Felis. Oh, and you're alright, I guess.
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