To Rodolphus
Hey Roddy.
Why the fuck is mum annoying me?
Babbling on about suits and venues and flowers.
Flowers???
For fucks sake Rodolphus.
What do I care about flowers?
She's whinging that she can't get hold of you and you don't answer her owls.
I'll tell her that's because you're always in some Gryffindor'd bed. Will that do?
I won't specify female or male, but I'll let her think male.
Rabastan.