Bonjour beautiful,
How are you, chèrie? I've been up most of the night so I can't promise I'll be much with the sense making today. It's been a busy night, I'm sure you've already heard all about the hexings.
You know, I've seen (and had) some pretty horrific injuries working with dragons, but somehow none of that even comes close to the kinds of things wizards are capable of doing to each other. Honestly, I just wasn't prepared to find something like this here, especially with these kids. I know they're not innocent little cherubs, but I can't remember anything remotely like that happened here when I was a kid. Times really have changed. Christ, I feel old.
Enough about that, what do you say to a night out courtesy of Puddlemere United?
Oliver's offered to nab us tickets for Wednesday night's game. It's been too long since we've been out of this castle. Let me know if you're up for it, and I'll owl him back.
Tendrement,
Charlie