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G. Murray
Murray Estate
Wiltshire, England

L. Hughes
Gryffindor Table
Hogwarts School, UK

13 February 2011

To My Most Esteemed Lion Cohort:

I do hope you're behaving as one could only hope. Are classes going well? Professor Storm terrifying as usual?
Anything that I need to be informed on, Lin? I know that it can be trying times - I remember those days all too fondly when it grows quiet in the manor. However! Friendships, establish the ones that are most important. You'll find which are, are not.

_{Francis is an example and we see where that is nowadays, hm?}

I can assure you on my end that the baby - me too - are doing well. Swelling up like a balloon, but it's expected, hm? I know you can hardly wait, adding to the list of Maiko Ms. Biladeau-Yukawa, Professor Duerr, Francis, myself, and a few others. I know you'll make a marvelous cousin - I have no doubts. But I do expect some kind of good matured work out of you, all right? No bouncing the baby incorrectly, launching the child across the way. That sort of silliness. I do, however, expect you to be marvelous at making them laugh, playing with them, being a defender.

NOW.
To the good part.

It's a day before Valentine's Day and I figured you could use a bit of spoiling[1].
_{NO TELLING YOUR MOTHER - I DON'T NEED MORE FIRE MY WAY.}

Enjoy both packages, dear. Write back in haste.


Love,

1.	The other will arrive in his dorm room. Rest assured; it roars if provoked or irritated, purrs when you rub it; the tail swishing always.

14 February 2011,

Gaby,

Classes are good. Storm is evil but I will win dont you worry about that. Times do not try me I don't know what you're talking about but I think you're trying to be nice so thankyou very much for your letter. Tell the baby to hurry up becuase I want it to be my minion.

The sweets are so so so SOOOO GOOD. I ate them all but i shared some with maddy because she needed some or else she would die so thank you for saving her life.

In the package is a decoration for the babys room.[1]


King Linus, esquire

P.S. the lake is blood

1.	A stolen toilet seat from the first floor girl's bathroom

14 february 2011,

Gaby,

i vomited in my cauldron in potions i have no restaint for sweets


still a proud king,
Li

G. Murray
Murray Estate
Wiltshire, England

L. Hughes
Gryffindor Table
Hogwarts School, UK

15 February

Li.
Thank you for your wonderful gift choice and for the play by play of vomiting into your cauldron.
The restraint for the sweets is no doubt because you scarfed them most hastily, greedily.
_{Don't worry - we've all done it.}

What's the mood due to the blood lake?

With grave concern,

16 Feb

Gabielle,

We bathed in the blood lake to wash away our sins or so they say

Love
Linus