Jan 20, 2006 12:24
Dear Emma,
How are you faring? What did you think of the funeral last weekend? I thought it was...well, impressive. Of course, it was also sad and depressing. That was to be expected. The castle still feels rather gloomy. Thank goodness (or perhaps wickedness? Hard to say, really) for early morning Quidditch practice. Flying around in the chill fresh air really helps clear your head.
Now if the bad dreams would go away, I think I could easily handle the castle gloom.
Would you care for a late night tea with me tonight? You're welcome to bring Mandy along. I'd love to talk more about our future mischief. Oh, and I've recently gotten my hands on some Wildfire Whiz-bangs. I'd be happy to donate them to the cause.
Yours,
Tracey