Written For Allya Ride's My Life Is Average Challenge On HPFC.
Title: Letters To Mum
Characters: Rose Weasley, Hermione Granger-Weasley, Scorpius Malfoy
Prompt: "Today, I saw a man in a hamburger bun costume running down the street with all his condiments running after him. I laughed. MLIA."
Dear Rose,
How did your N.E.W.T.'s go? I'm sure you did fine – you are a Ravenclaw, after all. I still remember the day when you were just a chubby little four year-old, asking if I could read Hogwarts, A History to you.
Teddy and Victoire visited with baby Dora yesterday. She's absolutely the most adorable child in the world! Her hair changes every few seconds, just like Teddy's used to, but her favorite shade is definitely the same strawberry-blonde as Victoire. Complimented with turquoise streaks, of course.
Your dad is throwing a temper tantrum over here. He's just heard that Draco Malfoy got a promotion. I surprised you can't hear the screams up in Scotland yet. Ouch. I think Crookshanks just got involved. I'd better go sort that out.
Tell Hugo I love him, and that I hope his O.W.L.'s went well. I'll be owling him as soon as your dad stops throwing my antique vases.
Much love,
Mum
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Dear Mum,
Thanks for the letter. Er, I have something important to tell you. Please don't show these letters to Dad. I swear I'll eat my greens if you help me out with this.
Love,
Rose
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Dear Rosie,
What is it, love? Are you okay? You can tell me anything.
As requested, I've charmed the desk drawer containing these letters shut. Your father still seems to forget that such a spell as "Alohomora" exists. I swear, I haven't a clue how that man passed his exams.
Love From,
Mum
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Dear Mum,
It's nothing important, Mum. Don't get your knickers into a twist. It's just that...
Today, I saw a man dressed as a hamburger bun. All his condiments were following him. Crazy, huh? I don't know what the world is coming to. Life is so average.
Anyway, Al and I have some revisions to do. See you in a few weeks!
Love,
Rose
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Dear Rose,
Love, you are a terrible liar. Even in a letter, I can tell when you're lying. You get it from my side of the family, I'm afraid. Sorry.
If you're going out with a boy I may or may not approve of, just tell me, Rose.
Love and hugs,
Mum
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One month later, when Rose brought Scorpius Malfoy around for dinner, Hermione couldn't control her smirk. Clutched tightly in her hand was a letter, and bleeding through the parchment were the words:
Dear Mum,
Damn your perceptiveness. You let Aunt Ginny read the letters, didn't you?
Anyway – you win. My real confession:
I'm in love with Scorpius Malfoy.
Please don't tell Dad. Or Uncle Harry. Or any male relatives, for that matter.
Love,
Rose
Who said Hermione Weasley wasn't perceptive?
Finished on the day it was due. In case you haven't realized yet, I'm a major procrastinator. Just ask my teachers. And my mother. And my friends. Just ask anybody in the whole bloody world, really.
Anyway, please review on your way out!
Thanks for reading!
-Drishti