Date: Wednesday, 6 February, 2002
Time: Late Afternoon
Location: Hogwarts
Severus,
I've finally had a chance to read this morning's Prophet. I know now why you were scowling over breakfast this morning.
Hateful woman.
I love you. She can't twist the truth of that.
Yours,
Remus
P.S. I think I finally get to be the evil mastermind in this one. She's clearly painted you as the duped this time.
Caleb,
If you're feeling anything like me at the moment, you'd probably like to pound one Rita Skeeter into a stain on the pavement. Aren't you glad you came back into Wizarding Society?
RJL
Stella,
You think we ought to mention to Skeeter that not only are you marrying a werewolf, you have one standing up for you at the wedding...a male one at that? Perhaps her head would explode thinking about it.
Was that uncharitable of me?
RJL