Ola chiquita's! The bitch is back, and there's gonna be hell to pay! I left you all hanging there last chapter (see what I did there?) with that immense cliffhanger. I'm not totally giving away how Claire's coping and all, but a little. This is a chapter with just loads of letter, next one(s) will be loads longer and written in POV's. This one isn't (clearly) but a bit of an intro. Enjoy.

Ch. 1 Owl Post

From Lexie to Draco:

Dear Draco,

The reason I can write you this letter is that I got an owl now! It's the beautiful barn owl who brought this to you. There are good things that come out of almost getting killed by Voldemort (close your mouth, I just know you're gasping and wincing at the name) after all.
My parents were so happy I came back alive that they bought me this beauty.
Sorry for giving you such a fright, by the way, but I can't help being so awesome that Voldemort (you're doing it again, I know you) has the need to kill me.
I don't know what I'll name the owl, have you got any ideas? Note that it's a guy, so girl names or not done.
Things here have been quite boring. My sister's been so annoying lately, she doesn't like the fact I'm always away, and I've missed her birthday twice now. I can't help it, it's in May and I can't just sneak off the Hogwarts grounds and fly all the way home, can I?
So mostly I lock myself up in my bedroom with Hermes (the snake) and practice Parseltongue. I'm really getting the hang of it, I can speak long senteces now, even when I'm not around snakes (it's loads easier with Hermes there, though) but I can't do it with spells yet.
I was trying to see if it's a term, and if it's in a book somewhere, but at least it's not in the spell books I have now.
Has anything interesting happened at your place?
Oh, and I can't come over to your place this summer. In a few days some friends are coming to stay over.
I can't wait to see you again on September 1st, or at Diagon Alley, if we're lucky.
I miss you.

P.S. I don't know whether you've bought your books already, but if you haven't, I should tell you this. DO NOT OPEN YOUR CARE OF MAGICAL CREATURES BOOK! It'll try to bite your hand off if you do. Better keep it shut with a belt around it. I know this, because Hagrid sent me one (probably thought I would find it interesting) but I swear to wizard god, I'm lucky I still have both my hands.

Love,
Lexie

From Bella to Ron:

Hi Ron,

I saw you in the Morning Prophet! It's great your family won that prize! I couldn't think of anyone who deserves it more than you do. I hope you got a new wand, too, because the only useful thing the old one could do was backfire Lockhart's spell.
When will you be back?
When you're back, you must tell me everything about Egypt. Have you seen any mummies? My Dad's been to Egypt once and he told me ancient Egyptian wizards cursed the pyramids of their pharaohs against robbers. They said the robbers would grow an extra pair of legs or something, I would have loved to see that!
I'm going to Lexie's house tomorrow, so you'll have to send your reply to her house. And I found some Muggle things that your Dad might like, so I'll give them to him when I see you at Diagon Alley or something.

Bye,
Bella.

P.S. Did you like the cookies I sent you? I brought them from Holland, where I spent my holiday this year. They're called stroopwafels, and I'm addicted to them.

From Janice to Hermione:

Dear Mione,

It's so cool you're coming to stay at Lexie's house too! It's going to be loads of fun, a real traditional girls' sleepover! I can't believe you've never had one of those yet. Bella, Claire, Lexie and I have them as often as we can, and it's great you're with us now.
How was your holiday?
It's hopefully been better than mine, my mother locked me up in the house. I believe Muggles call it grounded. She's still angry about the Chamber of Secrets thing from last year. But I don't regret any of it.
What was I supposed to do? My friend had been snatched by the monster! You were absolutely right, you know, I don't want to break rules too, but sometimes you just have to.
Anyways, I was lucky I still was allowed to go to Lexie's house. I think my mother feels that she's punished me enough, and be honest, I sort of deserved it. I'm also not angry at her, she means it well.
I think I'd rather have this than parents that don't care at all. Well, enough about me, you should tell me all about your holiday!

Lots of love,
Janice

From Claire to Harry:

Dear Harry,

Firstly, HAPPY BRITHDAY! It must feel great to be thirteen, I still have to wait ten months, can you believe it!
I hope you liked the book I sent you. Hermione told me she'd buy you something for your broomstick, so I decided to go along with the Quidditch theme. In this book you can find all sorts of Quidditch manoeuvres, feints, and whatever you call it.
It also explains how to do them step by step, so as the best Seeker of your century, I think you'll be just fine.
I hope the Dursleys are treating you all right,

A big hug from Claire

From Janice to Harry:

Dear Harry,

Happy birthday! I hope the Dursleys aren't treating you that bad (at least I hope they're not starving you) but I hope you at least enjoy your birthday.
I haven't had a fantastic holiday (I'm grounded) but it can't be worse than yours. It was at least better than Claire's. I have no idea how she's coping, actually.
It's okay, you know, he father committed suicide and all, but I would have liked to get at least one letter from her. I miss my Dad too, like you, so I guess we can relate to what she's going through. But I'm seeing her tomorrow anyways, so that's cool.
I suppose she did send you a birthday card, did she? She's not the person to forget anyone's birthday, no matter how miserable she's feeling. I hope she did.
So, I sent this card to wish you happy birthday and I hope you like your Quidditch jersey. I Owl-ordered it, it's custom-made, so it's in Gryffindor colours and it says 'Potter' on the back.

Love from Janice

From Lexie to Harry:

Hey!
If it isn't my favourite (and only one I know) green-eyed boy's birthday! Thirteen already, I was almost going to buy you a razor and shaving foam! Just kidding, stop gritting your teeth like that.
Ron told me about how he was trying to call you at the Dursleys'. I can't help but feel slightly guilty, someone should have told him not to yell in a phone.
Then I was considering to send you snake eggs, but Bella said that might not be the best idea, since last year and all. I bet she was just afraid you'd grow attached to them, and become a snake-lover, like me.
Then I found out I don't know what sort of things you like at all (my bad) and I don't know what to buy for boys in general. I don't know what kind of movies you like, or things like that.
And I didn't think you'd want me to send you girl's things, so you gave me kind of a hard time there. But brilliant as I am, I found you the perfect gift.
I'm sure once you have this the girls will be chasing you all around the school.
You're welcome toad-eyes,
Lexie

From Bella to Harry:

Hello brother,
Thirteen already! Happy birthday!
I'll admit it, I'm bad at writing on birthday cards. I just hope you're not close to starving and tied up in a room with bars for your window right now, and I'm so sorry I don't have a flying car to pick you up in.
Because let's face it, I would have. I hope you like the gloves I sent you, they secure your grip on your broomstick and became the temperature you want, so in winter you can warm your hands and in summer you can cool your hands.

Cheers from Bells.

That was my intro, I want you to know I already have written the next chapter, but now I'm just making it a bit longer and better. I hope you like this fic even better than the last two ones. Thanks for the support I already had, and I hope you will continue reading&reviewing.
Cheerio lovelies!