OWL: To George Weasley
Date: 16 July 1999
Characters: Minerva McGonagall, Peeves the Poltergeist [NPC], Pomona Sprout [NPC], Filius Flitwick [NPC], George Weasley
Location: Hogwarts, Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes
Status: Private
Summary: Minerva writes George to discuss an important transaction.
Completion: Complete
"Peeves! Stop spinning if you please. You're driving me to distraction. If you wish to stay and help us sort Argus' birthday gift with Mr. Weasley, you need to float in place," she told the poltergeist.
Peeves stopped so he was curled up with his head between his legs frozen mid-spin in his aerial sommersault. "Your Professorship is needing to ask for Chicken Cremes for Mister Fussypants, she is."
"I believe they are called Canary Cremes, but I shall add them to the list." Minerva looked over at Pomona. "What else, dear? I think the deluxe box of fireworks might be a bit much but we could do the small set."
Dear Mr. Weasley,
We are looking to do a little something special for Argus Filch for his birthday. Professors Sprout and Flitwick, Peeves and myself are thinking a dozen Canary Cremes and a small box of Wildfire Whiz-bangs would be a nice start, however we would welcome your recommendations for other items that would make this a memorable birthday for our fellow staff member.
Sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Filius sent the owl off to George Weasley and an elf was dispatched for more ginger snaps and tea. Minerva was ready to move on to the next item on their list when the poltergeist let loose a rude noise. "Peeves, if you blow a raspberry in my face again with your arse in that position, I will not hesitate to hex you," Minerva said briskly. "Now then, for the decorations..."
Characters: Minerva McGonagall, Peeves the Poltergeist [NPC], Pomona Sprout [NPC], Filius Flitwick [NPC], George Weasley
Location: Hogwarts, Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes
Status: Private
Summary: Minerva writes George to discuss an important transaction.
Completion: Complete
"Peeves! Stop spinning if you please. You're driving me to distraction. If you wish to stay and help us sort Argus' birthday gift with Mr. Weasley, you need to float in place," she told the poltergeist.
Peeves stopped so he was curled up with his head between his legs frozen mid-spin in his aerial sommersault. "Your Professorship is needing to ask for Chicken Cremes for Mister Fussypants, she is."
"I believe they are called Canary Cremes, but I shall add them to the list." Minerva looked over at Pomona. "What else, dear? I think the deluxe box of fireworks might be a bit much but we could do the small set."
Dear Mr. Weasley,
We are looking to do a little something special for Argus Filch for his birthday. Professors Sprout and Flitwick, Peeves and myself are thinking a dozen Canary Cremes and a small box of Wildfire Whiz-bangs would be a nice start, however we would welcome your recommendations for other items that would make this a memorable birthday for our fellow staff member.
Sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Filius sent the owl off to George Weasley and an elf was dispatched for more ginger snaps and tea. Minerva was ready to move on to the next item on their list when the poltergeist let loose a rude noise. "Peeves, if you blow a raspberry in my face again with your arse in that position, I will not hesitate to hex you," Minerva said briskly. "Now then, for the decorations..."