Summer of 93
10th July 1993
Dear Ginny,
I hope your summer is going better than mine. Some of my room mates here makes Selwyn, Parkinsson and Williams look like little angels. Life suck. I wish you were here with me. Or I don’t of course, I would never want you to having to stand those bitches. Yes, I know, it’s not like me to swear but by God, I can’t help myself. I wish I could do magic here, then I would show them who they are trying to mess with!
No, maybe I don’t mean that. Of course, I know it would be wrong to use magic to get revenge on muggles. But it was easier back when I could, before Professor McGonagall showed up with my letter. Don’t tell anyone but those first years here, before I knew it was wrong – they never messed with me – everyone knew something happened to those who tried. Don’t judge me, it’s not as you are an innocent little Hufflepuff either. Besides it never was anything really bad, just stuff like Evelyn’s hair falling off as she was pulling on mine or James’ football getting hard as a stone when he tried to kick it at me. But the Ministry wiped their memories of all that when I went away to Hogwarts so now, they don’t even know they should be scared of me…
Miss you already,
Alex
23th July 1993
Alex!
Your summer do seem to suck more than mine. Not that I’m happy about that or anything, just saying. You have to do worse things than that for me to judge. When I was 8, I put Ron’s hair on fire when he pulled on mine!
The twins have let me play Quidditch with them and Ron this summer. So, I guess I can’t complain too bad about it. Ron complained about having to play with me though. The first time because he didn’t think I could play, the times after because I’m crushing him. He does complain a lot about me this summer though. He goes back and forth between treating me as an Exploding Snap deck about to go off and as if I was a pure-blooded git out to get him. Can’t wait to get to Egypt, with all six brothers there I can probably stay out of the most annoying ones’ paths. Oh, right, we are going to Egypt – Dad won the Galleon Draw!
It’s also Ron’s fault this letter is so late. He sent Errol to France!! Apparently, his friend Hermione is there. But it took poor Errol almost two weeks…
Miss you too,
Ginny
P.S. What is Angels? And God? And Football? D.S.
25th July 1993
Gin,
Quidditch sounds as something straight out of Heaven. I won’t be able to play until we get back to Hogwarts so can’t help but being just a bit jealous…
Evelyn actually pulled the hair of a little girl yesterday. Come on she is 14 going on 15, who pulls on a 9-year old’s braid at that age?
Don’t tell the poor owl (don’t want to hurt his feelings) but it doesn’t look like he would survive a trip to Egypt so I’m hurrying to write this so it will catch you while you still are in England.
Miss you almost as much as Quidditch!
Ps. Football is a muggle sport, one ball, one Keeper, ten Chasers – it’s nice – I actually used to play it a lot and it’s the only good thing about this place, there is always someone to play football with! The other stuffs are from muggle religion, I explain some time. Ds.
/A
1th August 1993
Alex!
I hope you were wrong, because Ron have sent Errol flying to England for Harry’s birthday yesterday… Not that I don’t think Harry deserves the birthday present of course – even if he is an annoying Gryff, but I’m a bit scared you’re right and it might kill Errol. I’m borrowing Cleopatra from Bill – isn’t she beautiful?
Football sounds cool, you have to teach me! Think we could play it on brooms?
Egypt is the coolest, Bill showed us all the pyramids. Mum stopped me from going into one of them, ‘to protect me’, bullocks – she let Ron go in. Though, Richard (one of Bill’s co-workers, he is the coolest!) let me in afterwards when mum didn’t see, showed me some of the sealed chambers in there as well!
We went to Kairo’s wizarding part as well; you should have seen the Quidditch-store! Got you the best birthday present! But you will have to wait until October of course.
Wish you were here!
/G
8th August 1993
Gin,
Oh, God, poor Errol! I really hope I was wrong, even if that would be a first!
Egypt sounds amazing. I wish I could be there with you; I don’t know if my mind survives three more weeks here…
Football on brooms sounds like the best plan ever. Definitely steeling one of the balls with me to Hogwarts this year.
Flora, Hestia and their parents took me to the Diagon Alley the other day though, it was magical! Get it? Magical!
Got myself a broom as an early birthday present from my parents, it’s beautiful – can’t wait to show you. It’s a Nimbus 2001! Haven’t been able to try it yet, but I know this is exactly what I need to have a shot at the try-outs. I wish you would let me get you one as well. I promise I still would have enough gold to get me through school.
Miss you as much as Quidditch by now.
/A
Ps. Cleopatra got timing, she showed up exactly as I wondered how I would get your birthday present to you! Ds.
17th August 1993
OMG THANK YOU!
I know they probably was way too expensive for me to accept – definitely have to hide them from mum – but THANK YOU! I never had real Quidditch Gloves before, the grip feels amazing and love the idea of not risking any broken fingers. A Nimbus 2001 sounds amazing, you have to let me try it sometime. We are going to own the try-outs! Yeah, I know we have to get by Flint and his stupid boy-ideas but you know how they say he do anything to win – maybe even let us play. That would wipe the grin of Ron as well. Two boggarts with one spell!
Feels stupid to complain about my family to you, but can’t wait to get back to school even if Egypt was amazing in the beginning. Charlie took me out flying and gave me a chance to clear my head a couple of times when everyone got too much. Then Bill convinced my mother once to let me go with him and Richard on a job – Richard even taught me one of the basic counter-curses and let me try it out on a cursed book. It felt good, as if I actually would know where to event start to defend myself if something like last year would happen again. Everyone happy one would think?
*drum vortex* (<- look I listen when you talk about muggle stuff!) In comes Ron…. He overheard me talking to Bill about it and what do you think he does? Tattletales on me to mother. Who yelled at me and Bill so loud that I was surprised the neighbours didn’t come running looking for the Banshee. Since then, she hasn’t let me out her sight again. I hate him!
Can’t wait to get back to you, we leave for England in a week. Lucky for Ron, if I had to spend any more time stuck with him I would Avada him. No joke.
Love you almost as much as Quidditch. See you at King’s Cross in two weeks – if I don’t show I have been arrested for fratricide.
/G
P.S. Did you hear about that Black guy?! He actually broke out from Azkaban!! Be careful, they said he might hide in the muggle world. Make sure you don’t run in to him out there! D.S.
P.P.S. Unless I actually get arrested – then he might be the go-to guy for advice. I trust you to break me out of Azkaban you know! D.D.S.