Christmas in a week!
Packing up and off to James' tomorrow on the train. May Remus have fun with his fifth year minions while we are gone, and hopefully Peter won't eat the whole kitchen, either.
The trainride's going to be one hell of a trip, I know. It's still storming like anything. I'm only hoping it'll be lighter down south, so we'll be able to terrorize little wizard kids with snowmen and the like. Don't want to be shut up indoors the whole time; that'd be dead boring, and would probably drive Mr. and Mrs. Potter insane.
I really do think that's about all. Except for, Minda, you're present's in the common room. Red and gold wrapping paper. Can't miss it. Have something for you too, Hugh, but I couldn't manage to find your bloody common room -- does it always move around like that? -- so I'll have Remus deliver yours.
Oh, and Remus gave me my present today. Thanks, Moony.
The trainride's going to be one hell of a trip, I know. It's still storming like anything. I'm only hoping it'll be lighter down south, so we'll be able to terrorize little wizard kids with snowmen and the like. Don't want to be shut up indoors the whole time; that'd be dead boring, and would probably drive Mr. and Mrs. Potter insane.
I really do think that's about all. Except for, Minda, you're present's in the common room. Red and gold wrapping paper. Can't miss it. Have something for you too, Hugh, but I couldn't manage to find your bloody common room -- does it always move around like that? -- so I'll have Remus deliver yours.
Oh, and Remus gave me my present today. Thanks, Moony.