ANDROMEDA BLACK: 6 January, 1972
Dear Emily,
Remember back in fifth year, when I was worried about OWLs, and you offered to come kidnap me and take me to California with you? And we would lounge at the beach and listen to the Beach Boys and ogle the surfers all day long. If that offer still stands, Em, I'll take you up on it in an instant.
My sister is getting married. I don't really care about that. She can throw herself off a cliff for all I care. But I have to go. I really don't see why they would want me there, but I got an invitation over vacation informing me that I was cordially invited to the marriage of Rodolphus Lestrange to Bellatrix Black, taking place on 11 March. Then the next day I got a letter from my mother informing me that I would be attending, in no uncertain terms.
This is terrible Em, just terrible! I hate my family, they hate me, I hate weddings, at least weddings the way my family does them, and the only thing that will make it at least semi-bearable is my cousins, since I certainly won't be allowed to bring Ted. On top of everything, I really need to be studying for NEWTs, not getting ready for a wedding I don't care about.
Come rescue me, please.
Yours desperately,
Remember back in fifth year, when I was worried about OWLs, and you offered to come kidnap me and take me to California with you? And we would lounge at the beach and listen to the Beach Boys and ogle the surfers all day long. If that offer still stands, Em, I'll take you up on it in an instant.
My sister is getting married. I don't really care about that. She can throw herself off a cliff for all I care. But I have to go. I really don't see why they would want me there, but I got an invitation over vacation informing me that I was cordially invited to the marriage of Rodolphus Lestrange to Bellatrix Black, taking place on 11 March. Then the next day I got a letter from my mother informing me that I would be attending, in no uncertain terms.
This is terrible Em, just terrible! I hate my family, they hate me, I hate weddings, at least weddings the way my family does them, and the only thing that will make it at least semi-bearable is my cousins, since I certainly won't be allowed to bring Ted. On top of everything, I really need to be studying for NEWTs, not getting ready for a wedding I don't care about.
Come rescue me, please.
Yours desperately,