Private Message to Mum and - To Mr and Mrs Corner

I guess I wasn't sure whether 'Dad' would work, even though--

Well, I'll get to that.

I got your owl, Mum, and I've been thinking about it. I won't pretend I'm not cross. I mean. Dad, you're the only dad I've ever known, but now it turns out I've got another father I never knew even existed.

And he's a muggle.

I guess I just wonder when you planned to tell me, if ever. Because if I really am half-blood, I think I deserved to know that. Before you got caught, I mean.

Anyway. I've been thinking about what you said, how Mr Master Gibbon did a load of research and figured out that I'd been born months before you and Dad got married, and how he realised that Dad isn't my real dad, and why he decided to come and see you about it. I guess it's lucky that he decided you didn't know it yourselves, instead of what you told me, Mum. Because even though I'm well angry, I don't reckon I want you or Dad to get in trouble for hiding it on purpose. Especially since the muggle man was a dirty great liar who already had another kid and all. But anyway, I'm glad you think I should be the one to decide whether I want to be in this new programme or not. Because really, it's my life and I'm the one who has to live with everyone at school finding out the truth. Though he could have left well enough alone, I reckon, and it wouldn't have hurt anyone.

Well, I guess if I'm not in the programme, it could hurt me later, couldn't it? If someone else finds out that Dad isn't really my dad?

But if I go in the programme now, everyone will think I've been lying. And I haven't. You have.

But I think I'll go ahead, because I got to thinking about the YPL trip to London this summer, and how everyone on our week was, well...I mean I could tell, really, that we weren't getting the same kind of treatment as the group ahead of us. Malfoy and Patil and all. And so now I wonder if someone else already knows and just didn't tell you that they'd figured it out. And if that's the way I'm going to be treated, well, I'd rather it be for a reason I know than a reason I don't know.

So I think I should go ahead and be in the programme. But I'll tell Patil and Finnigan and Moon first, they'll be the most understanding, I think - and I think they'll be the ones most likely to keep everyone else thinking I've just been hiding it from everyone. So you can tell Master Gibbon if you like.

Only don't thank him because I reckon this isn't really a favour, and it's not fair at all, and if you don't mind I don't think I'll be home at Christmas.

Give Bitsy a hug from me, though, Mum.