Note Spelled to George Weasley (wherever he is)
George,
Where the bloody hell is that supply of potions that mum gave us for colds? My head hurts, my throat hurts, my brain feels like it's one thousand galleons heavier than it was this morning.
I looked in the medicine cabinet, I looked in the kitchen cabinets, bloody hell, I even looked in our supply cabinets downstairs! WHERE THE BLOODY PISS ALL HELL ARE THOSE POTIONS?
Yours In Agony,
-Fred
Where the bloody hell is that supply of potions that mum gave us for colds? My head hurts, my throat hurts, my brain feels like it's one thousand galleons heavier than it was this morning.
I looked in the medicine cabinet, I looked in the kitchen cabinets, bloody hell, I even looked in our supply cabinets downstairs! WHERE THE BLOODY PISS ALL HELL ARE THOSE POTIONS?
Yours In Agony,
-Fred