18/01/1981 - Banana flavoured robes.

[healers_hands]

Neville was very grouchy this morning, perhaps he could sense I would be gone for the Gala most of the evening tomorrow, he spilled his mashed banana all over my newly pressed medi-robes (he has his mothers awful aim) and I had to charm them a couple of times to get it all out. You wouldn't believe how hard banana mush is to get out of white - I

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[quitefrankly]

Sorry I had to run so early this morning, dear. You'd be shocked to know how little I'm doing at the office. But I imagine my Big Case will come around sooner or later and until then it's going in as early as possible for me.

Tweak little Neville on the nose for me and save some of those mashed bananas, Mmmmm. After all, if you're not meeting me for lunch, what shall I eat?

Love you quite a lot, and if anyone touches those robes of yours tell them I'll hex 'em. I could, you know!

[healers_hands]

You'll be getting all the assignments in no time, you're a wonderful Auror and they can hardly miss that for long, can they? Mind you, I do hope you don't intend in sneaking away from me like that every morning!

While I think we're fresh out of banana mash, I'm sure there's some pea mush left for you. There, no-one can say I don't look after my husband.

Love you, of course and I really don't think Moody will commentate you for seeing over the safety of your wife's new robes. Not that I wouldn't be eternally grateful to you, darling.