Dear Vic

[Louis Weasley]

Anything special you want for Christmas? And if you say no, you'll end up with something rubbish, so don't say no.

Love Louis

PS - Hope you're okay.

[Victoire Weasley]

Lou Lou,

What, like the shrimp in my bed? Oh I don't know. But knowing your track record, you can't go wrong with some chocolate? A less blunt sister?

Anything you want? I told you mine, so it's only fair.

Love,
Victoire

PS. I'm fine. How are you doing? Anything new?

[Louis Weasley]

We've already had the conversation about you calling me Lou Lou...

Yeah, something like that. Though I may do that anyway, just for the laugh.

Wait, you want a less blunt sister? What's Dom been doing to piss you off?

A car?

Love Louis

PS - I'm good - great actually. Though I owe Lily a week's prefect duties.

[Victoire Weasley]

And your point?

Don't you dare. Shrimp in the bed is a prank to save for one time and you already spent that. I don't want my room smelling like a seafood restaurant again.

She's being Dom. I sent her a letter teasing her about not responding to my last one and that I ate her chocolate, and she threw in how awkward the holidays are going to be with Teddy, Molly, and I. I really could have done without the reminder.

You didn't answer the question. What to you want for Christmas?

Love,
Victoire

P.S. When are you coming home? And why do you owe Lily a week of prefect duties?

[Louis Weasley]

I can't remember the point, but my new point is that you used the wrong kind of your.

Would you prefer a dead fish? Or I could probably find a crab if I look long enough.

Wow. That was nice of her. How are you doing with that whole thing? Or would you rather just not talk about it? Because I'd rather just not talk about it to be honest, but if you want to, then

I did so answer the question!

Love Louis

PS - At the end of term, same as usual. And because she did a night for me when I was hungover dying of flu.

[Victoire Weasley]

Don't judge me, it's been a long day Lou Lou.

Again I say, I don't want my room smelling like a seafood restaurant. So I could do without any sea creatures in my bed, thank you. Give Dom that. She like dead fish in her bed.

Oh isn't she just a charming little shit? I'd rather not talk about it. But...I did meet with Teddy about a month ago to talk to him...

I'm not getting you a car. Choose again.

Love,
Victoire

P.S. Oh funny. Guess I'll just have to pop in at home one random day and hope for the best. And you were dying of the flu? Did you throw up? For how long?

[Louis Weasley]

Actually, I think I've remembered my point. I've remembered that there are lots of ways I could make your name sound stupid. Vic rhymes with quite a lot.

Oh okay, I'll think of something else. And I really hope you didn't mean to make that sound dirty.

You know what Dom's like - she says whatever she's thinking. How did that go?

A remote controlled helicopter?

Love Louis

PS - Well, I don't know. Ask Rose, she's the Head Girl, she's bound to know the term dates. Yeah, it was horrible, I threw up a couple of times, but it didn't last too long - only a day.

[Victoire Weasley]

You wouldn't do that to your loving sister, would you Lou Lou?

Something else to torture me with I'm assuming? Or a real gift? And to that, you will never know.

Sometime's I want to charm her mouth to close permanently. It was...well. I'll tell you the details in person over the holidays. I don't feel like writing it. But we're going to take baby steps at being friends again.

That I could do. Maybe. But why do you want a remote controlled helicopter?

Love,
Victoire

P.S. I might shoot her an owl, because someone can't keep me informed. Maybe it was just a bug...Though that was quite a quick bug....Feel better though?

[Louis Weasley]

Of course I would. You're not that loving - you won't get me a car.

I guess you'll find out on Christmas day.

Yeah, me too - charming her mouth shut, that is. Though I dared my friend Aidan to hit on her the other week. He hasn't done it yet though.

That's good though! That you're going to try being friends again, I mean.

Because they're loads of fun.

Love Louis

PS - No, it was definitely more than a bug. Possibly made worse by firewhisky, but definitely flu. And yes, I'm fine now. Hangovers don't last that long.

[Victoire Weasley]

I am the most loving sister of alive. It's for your own good.

Oh joy of joys. That would be nice to do, wouldn't it? Then we wouldn't have to listen to her...Oh Merlin. Does he know he will possibly die if he did that? That's a cruel dare. Well done. What did he do to get that?

I'm trying, I am. I haven't talked to Molly though...

Are you five or...? Alright, I'll look into it maybe...

Love,
Victoire

P.S. A bug made worse by fire whiskey? Ahhhh. Would this...flu resemble a hang over by any chance?

[Louis Weasley]

How is it for my own good?

I think he knows. That's why he hasn't done it yet. I can't remember what he did to be honest - it was a while back. I think he might have been threatening to hit on her to piss me off, and I laughed at him, then dared him to do it...

Are you going to talk to Molly?

I can't believe you don't know how old I am. I'll give you a hint - it's more than five. Anyway, I bet if you got it, you'd like playing with it as much as anyone.

Love Louis

PS - I wouldn't know, I've never had a hangover. I'm too young to drink.

[Victoire Weasley]

I don't know if I trust you behind the wheel of car.

Smart kid. Though his threat to ht on her was not his smartest move. If by chance he does, get a picture for me. Is he one of your roommates by any chance? He and what was his name? Chris right?

I've tried writing. I can't think of what to say.

It's older than five? Okay, so you're six, right? Shame on me for forgetting my own baby brother's age. And that is why I call first dips on it after you. You know, if I decided to get you the helicopter.

Love,
Victoire

P.S. Oh right. You're such a law-abiding person. Though if you're too young, why are you drinking firewhiskey?

[Louis Weasley]

Come on. I'd be better than Uncle Ron, and he passed his test.

I will, don't worry, though it might be a bit gruesome. Lots of blood, that sort of thing - I mean, this is Dom we're talking about. And yeah, that's right - Aidan and Chris. You know, the ones I've been best mates with since first year?

Have you tried face to face? Though to be honest, I know how you feel, because I haven't managed to talk to Lucy yet. I told you about that, right?

Yes, shame on you. My writing's pretty good for six, wouldn't you say? And you're not having a go with my helicopter if you can't remember my age.

Love Louis

PS - Did I say I'd been drinking firewhisky? I think you must have misread that. For the sake of this argument, I'm really glad you haven't realised I'm not old enough to drive a car either

[Victoire Weasley]

I think anyone could be better than Uncle Ron, but that doesn't mean much. Sorry, no car. Besides, I think we established that you were six so....

Well try to snap the picture before the blood happens. The classic look of horror is always a good thing. I know, I know. There name's just slipped my mind. At least I got them right!

Face to face? To be honest, I've been avoiding that best I could...Though with the holidays coming up I think it's about to come to an end. And I still don't know what to say to her. And you haven't spoken to Lucy at all? How about you and me make a deal for the holidays. We figure things out with our cousins. That or find a good hiding spot. Sound good?

It's really astounding, your handwriting. You're the most talented six-year old writer. Fine. You're sixteen. Now can I have a my rightful turn at the helicopter (still no promises I'm getting it yet, but just in theory).

Love,
Victoire

P.S. Oh I'm pretty sure I read that as "possibly made worse by the firewhiskey." Now spill.

[Louis Weasley]

He still passed his test though, which means I could too... And I think we established I was sixteen, which okay, technically isn't old enough to learn to drive, but I'll be seventeen next year, so I'll be old enough then...

Poor Aidan. He was a good guy. We'll miss him. I think you've even met them, haven't you? I'm sure you've met Chris anyway - Chris De Luca? Ring any bells?

Okay, I think the finding a hiding spot bit sounds best... No, seriously though, I have sort of talked to her, but I think she's still pretty upset with me. See, the problem is that in my situation, Lucy's you and I'm Molly...

When am I seventeen?

Love Louis

PS - I never said I drank the firewhisky though, did I? But fine - I might have been a tiny bit hungover. It was Chris' fault.