Luce

[Lucy Weasley]

Ella,

Because, I don't know... it's so loud and so easy to get lost in the crowd and it's like you're a fucking disappointment compared to them sometimes. When I was sorted into Slytherin, do you know how many 'Oh dear...'s' I got? Or disappointed looks because I wasn't a Gryffindor or something. Uncle Ron was a bit sour with me really. I don't think he meant to be but he didn't like that I was a Slytherin. And both, I guess. He's kinda scary but in a cool kind of way. Like it's cool he has so much power.

And I don't know... not a party. I don't want a big party or anything. Maybe just a drinking session again and some cake. I know we already do that a lot but it'd still be nice. Really? Your family are such dickheads sometimes.

What's wrong with your aunt?

Haha, fuck off! And fuck yeah I am. Biggest and best bitch around. Don't you forget it. It's actually hilarious to see someone cower at the sight of me. Mainly because it's usually people who others would usually think would win in a fight. Our last three years will be epic!

Love,
Lucy

[Chara Malfoy]

Lucy,

Oh. That sounds like my family, actually, so I guess it doesn't matter if you have a big family or a small one. Either way, you'll always be a disappointment to someone. Ew, that's horrible. It shouldn't even matter. I mean, our parents all fought in a fucking war over shit like this. You'd think they'd be over it by now. Are you cool with your uncle now? Wow. I've never heard anyone say that before. You should tell him - or I should say something to him. He'll probably have a lot more respect for you. He might even think about leaving the Malfoy fortune to you.

Okay, the sounds nice. I could try to bake you a cake. I've never made anything before in my life, though... Do you want anything special for a birthday present? Ha, I know. It's whatever.

My aunt completely ignores me. She only cares about Scorpius and Damien. Which is fine because they get less attention than me. Not that I've been getting any attention lately. I haven't even seen my father all summer. I think I'm an orphan.

People are knobs. And you're just a big softie under it all. Being epic is how we do.

Love,
Ella