Dom

[Victoire Weasley]

Dear sister,

Nice to know you care. You know, after flat out ignoring my last letter I sent to you.

It's okay, I already raided your old chocolate stashes back at mum's. Not really going to say if I found any.

But a nice scribble back to make sure you're still alive and breathing would be nice.

Love
Vic

[Dominique Weasley]

Victoire,

I am trying to train my team to annihilate anybody who stands in our way of getting the Quidditch Cup. I am trying to train them to become a ruthless killing Quidditch machine designed only to win. I do not have time for your letters.

Also, next time I see you you're getting punched. Nobody touches my chocolate stash without my permission. You're the shittiest sister alive. I don't even know how you sleep at night.

I have scribbled all over the bottom of this page just to prove that yes, I am alive and well. I've also received my sixth detention this term only moments ago. I'm sure you're very proud.

Have you talked to Teddy at all since you got back or are you still being a pussy? You know, what with him banging Molls and that. I can imagine it's all going to be very awkward at Christmas. All gathered together in our Weasley jumpers, standing around with slices of Christmas Cake and knowing that you and Molly both have shagged Teddy. I hope Roxanne doesn't bring Malfoy. Firstly because he's a prick, secondly because that'll just heighten the sexual tension in the atmosphere and Christmas isn't the time when you really want sexual tension. 'Specially not during family gatherings.

Dominique

[Victoire Weasley]

Dominique,

So if I read in the prophet that innocent quidditch players from every house but Gryffindor drop like flies dead, I know exactly where to point the finger to as the cause of such violence. By the way, you should make time for my letters. Or you know, your chocolate becomes at risk.

Well in my last letter I clearly asked you for permission, but considering you ignored it I took the liberty of just assuming that meant yes. So please, save your punches for yourself. And as for how I sleep,I usually enjoy laying on my side all bundled up under the covers. Sleeping like a baby.

Oh it's beautiful. I'll hang it on my fridge and say a five year old gave it to me. Oh and I'm very proud. Nothing brings tears of joy to my eyes than knowing my younger sister has already received six detentions. The only thing that could make me more proud is if you could raise the bar to ten.

Oh now who's the worst sister alive? Actually, I have talked to Teddy at least twice since I got back. Something I might have mentioned in my last letter. though I was slightly tipsy in it so I don't remember if I added it Maybe if you put the claws away for once and stop trying to wind me up, I'll let you in on the details. But if you continue to keep the bitchy up, then you can just remain in the dark. I don't think I've spoken to Molly yet. What exactly are you playing at Dom?

Vic

[Dominique Weasley]

Victoire,

Could it really be anybody but me? Fair play is for pansies. And anyways, if you're going to play a sport involving being up over fifty feet in the sky and having bludgers whacked towards you at every opportunity then you sort of have to be prepared for injury. Interestingly enough, however, I learned that since I joined the Gryffindor team I have had fifteen warnings about fouls. Fif-bloody-teen. I am building characters throughout the entire school. I ought to be getting awards.

I am going to destroy you next time I see you. Going to strange you with Christmas tinsel. And I've warned you, so you can't complain about it.

Those scribbles are the scribbles of a living legend. Treasure them, bitch. And I'll try, I will try - I think the Professors have gotten tired of me and are getting lax and push-over-y because it's my last year or whatever. I have made fabulously good records with my homework though; it is a rare occurrence when it is handed in. They all just love me too much to put me in detention. It's sweet, actually.

Ugh, well I didn't read your last letter, so. And please. Just please. Tell me all. You know you want to because I'm your sister and the best ever, blah, blah, blah. And I'm not playing at anything, you daft tart, I'm trying to help you. And the rest of us. D'you know how awkward sitting around the table eating turkey and knowing that Teddy's got it on with both of you and neither of you have spoken to each other is going to be? Because, let's face it, all of us cousins know, or at least a good seventy-five percent of us. Maybe not James, but he's a plonker, you can't expect him to know these things. So do yourself and the rest of us a favour and sort it all out, ta very much.

Dominique

[Victoire Weasley]

Dominique,

You have a good point there. I doubt any of the other captains are going to such...lengths...to win? Well, with that said, if any students come under my roof during work, I'm blaming you. Though I'm surprised the number is fifteen. I thought it would be higher. Would you like me to make you a trophy?

Well that's not showing the loving Christmas spirit at all. What would Grandma think of that attitude?

They are treasured. I said they were on my fridge, didn't I? That's the highest glory you can get from me. Oh please do, the fact that you're under ten detentions is just heartbreaking. Maybe tell them I said to give you detentions, they'll listen? Maybe that will help with your record. And yes, I'm sure they'll just be crying buckets when you leave.

Best ever? Exaggerating much, are we?And what? You think these were my intentions? How about I add under the 'V' on my Weasley sweater "I banged Teddy first" and Molly adds she banged him second under her 'M'? Would that make it better? Just get it all out in the open, once in for all so a good 100% know. Back off. If anything, I'm the one going to feel the awkwardness more than you lot and I've already spoken to Teddy. We met for coffee about a month ago after a lovely scribble he wrote me the night before that resembled the writing of a two year old, and we laid everything out on the table. We both agreed that we hate being out of each others lives and are going to work on trying out friends again but it will take a while.

As for Molly...I've written about a thousand letters but I haven't sent a single one. I don't know what to say to her.

Really, James doesn't know? I feel like he lives under a rock...

Victoire

[Dominique Weasley]

Vicky,

Once again proving that I am the best Quidditch Captain this school has ever seen. I'm not being boastful, I'm just saying, it's a fact that everyone has to accept and move on with. Fifteen official warnings. As in, called-out-after-Quidditch-Matches-and-yelled-at-and-told-I'm-a-vicious-monster-and-if-I-ever-do-that-again-I'm-being-chucked-from-the-Quidditch-team warnings. Go for it, babe.

I'm wearing the jumper she knitted me. Grandma won't give a shit.

You should frame it and hang it up on your wall, because, as I've said before, living legend. You'll probably be able to sell these letters for millions when I'm older. And people won't want them if they're in shitty condition. And if I implied that I wanted detention, then they definitely wouldn't give it to me. Jesus. Have you never gotten detention before or something?

All I'm saying is that you two shouldn't be such little bitches about it. In fairness, though, Teddy's far, far worse than you in terms of being a pussy - you are related to me, after all. And it's all fine and dandy that you and Teddy are all mate-y again (so you say, but I don't buy it) but I'm just saying that if the first time you and Molly meet again is at the Burrow that it is going to be spectacularly awkward. I'm trying to save your skin, you muppet. Tough love, it's called. I mean, you don't want to bump into them both at the same time, do you? I'm suggesting you make this as painless as possible.

Merlin only knows with James, but, like I said, he's a total plonker, so he might not.

Dominique