Mum // KATIE

[Alexandria Wood]

Did I leave my good Puddlemere United jersey there? I think it's under my bed. Also, that pair of thermal underwear you gave me last year? It's starting to get cold over here man.

How do you act around a guy who's kissed you?

Do we have any of those really yummy cookies Angus left shoved somewhere in the cupboard? Can you check? Pleaseeee?

Love,
Alex

[Katie Wood]

Oh, hi darling,

Love you too, yes I'm fine - so's Dad! Glad you're still alive.

What about your Harpies one? I found it, and washed it for you, and it's in the package attached to this letter. Also enclosed, biscuits and thermals as requested, a broomstick servicing kit from your dad (don't ask), and your potions textbook, which I thought might come in handy at some point!

How are you settling in? How many teachers have reminded you that it's OWLs year so far?

Lots of love,
Mum xx

[Alexandria Wood]

Mum,

Cool. I'm glad you guys aren't dead as well even if you are ancient.

Thanks! You didn't have to wash it though. I'm sure it didn't smell that rank. Oh, hell yes! You're the best, mum. Cheers. Oh, thanks for the potions textbook. I forgot it. Not.

I'm settling in alright? All my teachers have. It's annoying. I think I better start going to class

Love,
Alex

[Katie Wood]

Alex,

Cheers, that means a lot.

Trust me darling, it did. Of course I'm the best - how's it taken you this long to work out that your mother was completely and utterly brilliant?

Good! Have you had a Quidditch practise yet? I know, I remember how horrific it was! They won't shut up about it all year. I mean, I know they're important and all but They're very important though, so I suppose they have a point.

Love you,
Mum xx

[Alexandria Wood]

Mum,

You're welcome!

You've just got a sensitive nose. Hmm, a while. Mainly because it takes a while to get past the whole you bragging about it thing.

Not yet. We're waiting for Roxanne to get a move on. I'm so keen! Merlin, I don't want to hear about it though. I'll start having panic attacks. They're not that important if you want to play professional Quidditch.

Love,
Alex

[Katie Wood]

Alex,

What can I say? I'm a sensitive soul.

Fine, be like that. I'll just disinherit you, leave everything to Angus and the cat. Bow can have the rest of the animals.

You haven't had a panic attack have you?

No, they're not, but as a semi-concerned parent, I'd like you to have a back-up, just in case. I've seen what a career-ending injury can do if you don't have a fallback plan. Tell her to get her arse in gear, Ravenclaw want to win, don't they?!

Love you lots,
Mum xx

[Alexandria Wood]

Mum,

Dad wouldn't let you disinherit me. He loves me too much. Much more than Angus and Bow maybe. Bow can have the animals, I don't care.

I'm not going to have a career-ending injury. I wouldn't know what to do other than Quidditch anyways. I'll tell her that my mum sends her regards, hey?

Love,
Alex

[Katie Wood]

Alex,

If you say so. What makes you think I'd tell him?

That's what George McKinley said, and Loretta Markson, and Dominc Vladnorva. You can't guarantee that, especially not if you're as good a player as I know you are. Because to be the best, you have to take risks. Trust me on this one, Alex, please.

Please do! It'd be nice to see you win although also Gryffindor too, for old times sake

Have you heard from Bow, by any chance?

Love, Mum xxx

[Alexandria Wood]

Mum,

Maybe you wouldn't but I would.

But I don't know what I'd do if I didn't play Quidditch... so how am I meant to choose a back-up in case? What am I meant to choose actually?

We'll win. We always do against Hufflepuff.

No, Bow's fallen off the edge of the earth. I don't know where the hell he's gone.

Love,
Alex