Hydra Lestrange Finch-Fletchley

I haven't flown for such a long period of time in ages.

My middle feels a little tingly, and the insides of my legs, too. I've a suspicion that they're going to ache something dreadful tomorrow.

And the wind was so biting, I don't know how you lot who were watching managed to stay warm. Lots and lots of charms, I expect.

Ron, your new broom is really nice - I guess it makes up for what happened with your last one, doesn't it? It sort of looked like

Well, I am looking forward to tomorrow's party with girls. Only I'm a bit worried I won't be able to move.

Dear Lord,

I'm so sorry that I haven't written to You in some time.
I was very busy with some obligations, such as visiting friends and also my family's holiday to the seaside.
I had a very nice time, and Mother sai it was remarkable to see how rich and wonderous life is in even the far reaches of Your Kingdom.
I've been thinking about You, though, and the lovely time how we spent the last afternoon that we had tea at Buckingham.

I might have told You before, but I really think the room that You take tea in is just lovely, the chairs are so comfortable, and those scones that Your elves serve are the best that I've ever tasted.
A friend of mine said that they must be made with real butter and cream.
But besides the scones I mostly like what we talk about.
I was worried that You might be cross with me for what I said about Mother, but she really does confuse me some of the time, especially with the way that she speaks of me to other people and the way that she speaks when we're alone.
I really did think she was happy about my meetings with You, and even on our trip I heard her telling the locals about it, almost boasting.
But in private she doesn't seem quite as happy about it.

Thank You so much for listening, I know that You have so much more important things to think about than what is going on with a school girl like me.
And thank You for not laughing when I told You how I felt about Tom.
He didn't laugh, either, when I told him, and I appreciated it very much.
Are You ?
Sometimes I miss him.
I don't know how to tell anyone else that without them thinking that I'm a nutter.

School will start soon, and I feel ready, I think.
I might have new friends, and if not, there's always Harry and Draco and Pansy.
And Tevis, too.
I wish there were a way to keep up our tea times together.
Maybe if You still want to have one sometime, You could come to the school, because they'll probably let You do what You want there, I think.
They already let Uncle Lucius do what he wants, so of course they'll let You.
There's more I'd like to talk about someday, if we can.
It's probably silly, but when we were at the cottage I just wondered some things, like if You ever took holidays, and if so where, and what sort of things You liked to do when You were my age.
I know You're so busy and probably don't think about those days any more, ever.
It's just that if You ever wanted to, You could.
With me, I mean.

From,
Hydra

Some good things and some bad things have happened.
Tex disappeared, but that was a while ago.
It's not important anyway, Mummy said, because he was just a rabbit made of parchment.
But then Tina my robe pet stopped working.
I think I took good care of her, but she doesn't move anymore, and I don't have any sickles for a new Tina.
I guess she's broken now, but it feels like she's dead.
Another bad thing was that ink spilled all over my Charms essay, twice.
I left it behind in the library when I went to the toilet, and when I came back it was all inky.
And then when I was re-writing it I left for just a minute to get a book, and when I came back it was all inky again.
I must be very unlucky, or else Peeves is following me.
I didn't have much time to re-write my essay a third time, so it was a little untidy, and maybe not very good.
My mark wasn't as awful it might have been, but I still had to write an owl and tell Mummy about getting a P.
She didn't send a howler by owl, because she doesn't ever send howlers by owl.
I think I will have to work on my essays in the dormitory now.
It will be more difficult, though, because Norma and Cressida have become very good friends, and they like to chat and play in our room.
Norma and Cressida have an awfully jolly time together.
That's a good thing for them, I think.
But then a good thing happened to me!
It was hard to wait and write about it last, after describing the bad things, but something very good has happened.
Thank you thank you thank you Daddy!
I don't know where I will keep him, but he's so so lovely.
I am going to call him Tully.