Hydra Lestrange Finch-Fletchley

Is everything alright? Are you back to the Jugson's yet?

I ask because I think I'm going to need to give you Jack.

I've been keeping him in my room, but Rigel's either found a way in, or he's heard Jack's mewing, because now he keeps asking to see the kitty. Even if I do keep my room locked and warded I'm worried Rigel will make Mrs Baylock get Jack for him to play with. And you remember what happened with Tevis, don't you? Rigel decided he liked him and after that, Tevis never stopped following him around. He still does, even now.

My birthday was very lovely, and thank you to everyone who sent me well-wishes or gifts.
I've never gotten so many as I did this year, and some were from people I've not even met, so I think that they must know Mummy or have heard of her, anyway.
We were going to have luncheon in the garden but ended up moving it inside because Mummy thought it looked like rain and didn't want my hair to get mussed.
It was in curls, and it doesn't hold curls very well to begin with but especially not when it's damp out.
The meal was very good, but I couldn't eat because I was so nervous for tea with our Lord.
We let Rigel have a slice of cake, and he tossed it all over the curtains, which made everyone laugh, and then Pascoal sang a song in his native language and made a face when we tried to sing along and got the words all wrong.
Aunt Narcissa gave me beautiful robes that are dark blue with pink trim, and she and Mummy decided that I should wear them to tea instead of what Kosette sent over.
I didn't put them on until after lunch because I didn't want them to get dirty.
And then Mummy flooed with me to Buckingham Palace and she led me to a room I'd never been to before and I thought she would come in with me but she didn't.
So I knocked and He said to come in.
I thought we would take tea in a dining room or drawing room, but Buckingham is big enough to have a room just for private tea with our Lord, and there was a little cool fire in the grate and a glossy table with elegant chairs, and the Lord was sat in one of them and He said the other one was for me.
It was a chair that was smaller than His, and I wondered if it was the one Harry sat in, and when I asked Him that He said yes, and that I was clever to figure that out.
I thought that the Lord would ask me about Mummy, or Daddy, maybe, but He mostly wanted to chat about school and Hogwarts.
There was a cup of lovely smelling tea in front of me the whole time but I couldn't even think to drink it until He reminded me that it was getting cold, and when I did have a sip it was the nicest tea I ever had, it warmed me all over but not too much, and it was very sweet just the way I like, and I felt much more calm after that.
He wanted to know more about me, then, and I didn't know what to tell Him, so He said I should tell Him whatever came to mind and that I didn't need to try and impress Him but that I should just be myself.
So I told Him that I like to read, and described the plot of my favourite books, and it must have been a very boring thing for Him to listen to but He didn't act as if it was, and He said that maybe the next time we have tea, we can talk more about books.
He wants me to come to tea again this Saturday, so I guess I must not have done too many things wrong?
Daddy gave me a new baby bunny for a pet, but I haven't named him yet.
I suppose it ought to be a name that begins with T, though.

I haven't been home in such a long time.
Sometimes it feels as thought I might never be there again.
Daddy and I had a firechat last night.
He says that Rigel has six teeth, and knows how to use all of them.
We talked about the books he sent me over Christmas, but I don't know if I understand them very well.
I always thought working with cursed objects must be easier than being an Auror, but now I'm not so sure.
There's all sorts of cursed objects in the world, more kinds than we could ever think up, but only one kind of Auror, and that's the kind that my Mummy is.
Nobody seems very frightened of being Cruciated anymore, I think they're more worried about being sick.
But no one is sick, are they?
If they are, they're not saying so.
I don't blame them because if I were feeling sick I wouldn't say anything, either.
There's always something to worry about here.
It must be like that in the real world, and this is just to get us all ready for it.