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Mon amour,
Tis your birthday, MacDonald. You're officially a woman now. Be still my beating heart, and all that, eh?
Anyway, I send forth a gift to the mysterious abode which is the Gryffindor girls' dormitory, oh gracious one, to celebrate the day which marks the birth, seventeen years ago, of the most beautiful girl in the world. Luckily, it's your birthday, too, so it all works out nicely for me. I thought these might come in handy for when you're pummeling me later. Pink because you're a girl and I'm a sexist bastard. Ahahaha.
Happy birthday, gorgeous,
Eddie x