( [Private to Students] )

Can I borrow someone's Conjuration notes? I...can't read mine.

( [left on Anthony's pillow] )

( [Private to Anthony and Kevin] )

( [Private to Kevin] )

I'm back. If anyone cares.

( [Private] )

I can't do it.

( [Private to Anthony] )

( Owls to Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor Flitwick )

Hope everyone had a good Christmas. I have gifts to send, but with...things, I just didn't get around to it. I'll probably send them out this weekend. I apologise for their lateness.

( [Private to Anthony] )

No. Please God, someone tell me this is a mistake. He can't be...dead.

Ohgodohgod...I wish my uncles were home right now.

I'm sorry, Terry. I should have been a bet[smear]end.

[anything else written is too smudged by tears to read]

One more week. Then we can all relax for a while, and enjoy the holidays. Provided the professors don't all bog us down with loads of homework. (Yes, that is a hint, Prof. McGonagall.)

( [Private to Marietta] )