alt_michael: (little smirk)
Thanks for the pocket watch. It's dead brilliant.

Bets wants to know if we can have a proper celebration when we get home at Christmas. I told her she doesn't need any more cake. She's getting plump enough as-is. (Seriously, Mum, remind her that too many transfigured turnips are not good for her, even if they're made to taste like cake. Real cake ought to be right out!)

Mum, you asked about Sally-Anne Perks: She's with Ron Weasley now, but I think we can be mates again. In fact I think I understand a little better why it didn't work out with the two of us. No, there haven't been any other girls yet, and no, I don't think any of the fit ones would have me, anywiz. I told you, Mandy's just a mate. Anywiz I'm not ready to settle down or anything yet!

Terms's been all right so far, hard to believe it's almost over. Course, it'd be hard not to be better than last year but 6th isn't so bad. This week was a little weird, though. I mean, we showed up for Noble Arts and Professor Dovs was nowhere in sight, so we left. Then Transfiguration was right bizarre, I mean I've never seen Professor Brutka in such a bad mood. Not that I'm complaining, I mean, it was great to be able to spend lessons reading and catching up for once. We've got loads of assignments for the end-of-term and it seems like there's always a mountain of work no matter what. It's been okay, though. Since I'm working with Sue, Mandy, and Macmillan for Noble Arts we've also been working together sometimes in other lessons we share. And if one or more of us isn't in a particular lesson we've got other partners. Plus there's the group that was working on O.W.L.s together last year, we've decided to start meeting again and it's been really interesting. I mean, what everyone else is working on, and things like that.

Anywiz, don't worry, everything's fine, and I'm sending Gran a thank-you letter for Grandad's ring, I know she has trouble keeping track of the journals and never checks.
alt_michael: (Hey)
Yes, I got five owls at breakfast, and yes, four of them were from my parents with birthday presents.

And Bitsy sent a card. She says she made my mum send me that Sing-Ami thing. That was the crup that sings. And I'm sorry it went off in lessons. I didn't have time to put it up in Ravenclaw Tower so I stuffed it in my bag. (Mum said that Bitsy's got three of them already and I can't think why she thinks they're so nift.)

Anyway. So I'm fourteen now. My parents sent a load of stuff - a box of sweets and a new pair of trousers and a really snitch telescope. And Mum said they really, really want me to come home for Christmas instead of staying here.

I dunno. If Bitsy's got three of these Sing-Ami thingummys (hey that rhymes!) then maybe it's an even better idea to spend Christmas here than it was in September! Only joking, Bits.

But I'm not sure I want to go home, still. I guess I haven't really thought about it since deciding, until now. Does anyone know when we have to tell Professor Vector if we're really staying?

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