Ron Weasley, Letters, July-December, 1997
Name: Ron Weasley
Format: Letters
Date: Undated, but letters appear to have been written between July and December 1997.
Relevance: Possible whereabouts of Harry Potter, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley during the second half of 1997.
Dear Mum,
I'm sorry for anything I ever said about your abilities as a mother, your cooking, or your knitting. I will never feel embarrassed by you again.
Love,
Ron
PS - Harry's relatives are fucking psychotic interesting. Will be home ASAP. And I really mean ASAP.
Dear Mum,
No, we're not dead yet. We haven't even come close, so honestly, you don't need to worry about us. Not this week, anyway.
We're fine. Harry's brooding, Hermione's researching and I'm just being me.
I know I used to moan about them, but we could really do with some of your jumpers. Just in case you feel like knitting any. Hermione wants me to say that you mustn't feel pressured, but that she's a size ten these days, just in case.
Listen, Mum, we might be out of contact for a while. We're FINE, all right? Hermione's eighteen, I nearly am, and Harry's - well, he's Harry. We'll be fine.
Lots of Love Tell everyone Love to
Love,
Ron
Hi Mum,
Not sure we'll make it home for Christmas - if we don't, please don't worry. You'll know we just found something better to do. Sorry, that was a joke, OK?
I miss Tell everyone we're fine, wish we could be there and all that. And that's not a joke, because - well, yeah.
Love,
Ron
PS - Harry and Hermione are amazing. Just so you know.
Format: Letters
Date: Undated, but letters appear to have been written between July and December 1997.
Relevance: Possible whereabouts of Harry Potter, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley during the second half of 1997.
Dear Mum,
I'm sorry for anything I ever said about your abilities as a mother, your cooking, or your knitting. I will never feel embarrassed by you again.
Love,
Ron
PS - Harry's relatives are fucking psychotic interesting. Will be home ASAP. And I really mean ASAP.
Dear Mum,
No, we're not dead yet. We haven't even come close, so honestly, you don't need to worry about us. Not this week, anyway.
We're fine. Harry's brooding, Hermione's researching and I'm just being me.
I know I used to moan about them, but we could really do with some of your jumpers. Just in case you feel like knitting any. Hermione wants me to say that you mustn't feel pressured, but that she's a size ten these days, just in case.
Listen, Mum, we might be out of contact for a while. We're FINE, all right? Hermione's eighteen, I nearly am, and Harry's - well, he's Harry. We'll be fine.
Lots of Love Tell everyone Love to
Love,
Ron
Hi Mum,
Not sure we'll make it home for Christmas - if we don't, please don't worry. You'll know we just found something better to do. Sorry, that was a joke, OK?
I miss Tell everyone we're fine, wish we could be there and all that. And that's not a joke, because - well, yeah.
Love,
Ron
PS - Harry and Hermione are amazing. Just so you know.