Dear Cedric:
How're u doing with the training? I hope everything is fine ovr there. Studies here are a drag as usual, bt nothing I cant handle. Prof. Snape is still not coping vry well. In fact he just made us all write a 3-foot long essay for no particular reason. As if he's the only one suffering. Not tht I'm saying we're a bad thing bt...well, u knw wht I mean. Hear frm u soon
Dear Harry,
From my understanding Snape and Sirius Black have never been friends, am I correct? We on the other hand have never been enimes. So it is easier for us I suppose. Training is going quite well I only have had one dump on the head so all it well here. There is this little town that is just like hogsmead and this pub that almost looks like the Hogshead but a bit more cleaned up. Well I better be going. It is one of my team mates birthday and we are going to go get him drunk and thought him in the lake near here. Hope to hear from you soon.
Dear Cedric:
I hope the bump on ur head is fine. Concussion is bad for u. N I hope u didn't get too wasted with ur mates. Yes, frm wht I heard, Sirius had always given Snape hell wen they were younger. Something abt each other they just dont like, n Sirius being the rebellious hormonal teenager during those days. I'll have to ask Snape's daughter Star about it. I, on the other hand, had to suffer Ron n Mione's hen-pecking aftr they found out frm Star of her father's plight n subsequently mine. Ron's suddenly overly concerned for me, n Mione is just being her usual Mione self. LOL.
Dear Harry,
It was nothing to worry about it didn't even hurt that bad. As for drinking I think I went a little over board but head was killing me the next day. But I do not make a habbit of it. I am sure they will come around to the idea. I have. You tell Ron to stop being worried. I am not going to take you away and hide you in a tower. I was thinking we could come to Ireland for our honeymoon You would love it. All green and lush. It is not perdise here. Too bad I only get to sew it from the air.
Dear Cedric:
I found out abt Snape's predicament frm Star. Turns out on the first day of their first yr in Hogwarts, Snape tripped n fell on Sirius n accidentally locked lips with him, robbing each other of their first kiss, n was witness by the entire Hogwarts Express. Since then Sirius' been giving him hell. LOL. Can u imagine tht? Tht would've embarassed evn me, bt I always knew Sirius was a bad grudge holder. I'm wearing the ring u gave me right now, bt I still havent come to a decision yet. I'm sorry. I still need time to think. It's a big step aftr all
Dear Harry,
I understand Harry. take all the time you need. I still can't believe they are holding it after so long. They were 11 years old. I think it is very childish. But I don't hold grudges. I might be coming home early. I don't want to presure you or anything but one of our beaters broke his arm and can't remember who he is. So he was sent back to St. Mungo's. Our spare is in Italy with his family so we might not get to practice much more.
Dear Cedric:
Oh dear, I do hope he's alright. The Bludger must've done him in good. So ur coming bk, huh? I knw u wouldnt pressure me, bt Mione, Star n Ron had been bugging me ard to give enough pressure to break glass. I dont understand though why Ron's suddenly so concerned. I thought he was dating Krum. Weird. Anyways, I hope u have a safe journey back. Maybe then I just MIGHT have a decision. Cya soon
Dear Harry,
I am not normally a possessive person but you tell Ron to leave you alone. He is able to remember a few thinks but the caption of the team thinks he is out for a while. Do not rush the decision too fast, Harry. I want you to really want to do this not just give up because it is what you have to do. In the end we will have to, but I want it to be on your terms. Unlike Snape and Black, I looking forward to marrying you. I will see you soon, Harry.
Harry: *was reading tht letter n stared at his ring, feeling a sort of odd flutter in his heart. Tht's wen his heart told him tht he had made the right choice*
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