Owl
Dear Fred and George,
I hope you two have been enjoying your holiday. I couldn't seem to locate you at the end of term to give you good-bye hugs and the like. I hope everything is alright. I'm enclosing some chocolates with the owl as a Christmas gift. It's not much, I know, but it's the best I can do at the moment because I had my spending money taken away and I'm not skilled at handicrafts like Leanne.
Why did I lose my spending money, you ask? Well, it's a story you two ought to appreciate. I tried to charm my Aunt Emma's tea kettle to sing a Christmas carol or two. But something went wrong, I'm not sure what exactly, and the whole thing blew up. Literally. Little pieces of tea kettle all over the kitchen. Oops. Aunt Emma gave me enough spending money to buy her a new kettle (and I had enough hidden away to buy a few chocolates.) I think she may let me out of the house to do something tonight for New Years Eve though. What have you boys got planned?
I miss you both and hope you're well. I really am concerned about you disappearing like that. Please write back and tell me what is going on in your exciting lives of mischief and mayhem.
Love,
Tee