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Tuesday. Xander's already promised to make sure Arthur doesn't know that I'm going. Arthur means well, but he'd stop me just so I don't end up upsetting myself. Not like it would help. I've been upset all weekend.
Congratulations, boys. Do try not to get yourselves mobbed in the coming weeks. I'm sure we'd all hate for you lot to end up in little pieces.
Fred, George. Do remember to come home sometime soon. I miss you boys, and I want to make sure you haven't blown yourselves up yet.
Harry, dear, it's been forever since I've heard from you. How are you doing? How are Hermione and Ron? Remember, if you ever need to talk, feel free to come by. Oh. And if you do see Ron, throw something at his head and tell him to write his mother.
Congratulations, boys. Do try not to get yourselves mobbed in the coming weeks. I'm sure we'd all hate for you lot to end up in little pieces.
Fred, George. Do remember to come home sometime soon. I miss you boys, and I want to make sure you haven't blown yourselves up yet.
Harry, dear, it's been forever since I've heard from you. How are you doing? How are Hermione and Ron? Remember, if you ever need to talk, feel free to come by. Oh. And if you do see Ron, throw something at his head and tell him to write his mother.