Dear Mum and Dad,
I"m a Hufflepuff. I know, Maman, you're in the whole wounded-we-won't-go-to-Beauxbatons funk. And, just so you know, "Louis, but your French eez so good!' is not a valid excuse. Dad, I know you wanted my in Gryffindor like you were, but I know you'll be okay with this. It's not like it was my decision, anyhow. Plus Lucy is in my house, too. I couldn't leave her all by her lonesome, now could I? She might do something drastic like accidentally murder someone.
Just kidding... but she did throw a History of Magic textbook at me. I swear to Merlin, they're the heaviest ones.
Anyways, let's move on since Lovely Miss Lucy is not a force to reckoned with - I speak from experience and emotional bruising. (Ooh, I've just been told the only bruising was to my ego. Cold, Lucy, cold.
Mostly, I like classes so far. The professors are very intent on sufficiently coddling us. I like this development very much - almost no work to speak of! But let's be honest, some of us are still trying not to break out in spontaneous combustion. One kid had black ashes all over his face during Charms. I tried not to laugh, I really did...
My prison - excuse me, dorm mates are okay. A little involved with each other, nice enough though. I did kind spurn their advances at friendship by talking to Luce only. but, I'm pretty sure she alienated her room mates, too. I'm not alone in my grumpiness!
We've been hanging out with Lysander, too, even though he's a Ravenclaw and a year ahead of us. We've talked to Lorcan, too, but he's pretty tight with Dominique. Don't worry, Dad, just friends. Guys don't come flocking to Dom quite like they do to Victoire. She scares them off, usually. She's much more intimidating then sugary sweet Vicky.
So, Dom says hi and that she's too lazy to write a letter home right now, but she might do it at some point this year. Or maybe not... Vic isn't speaking to lowly first year like me, but if she were, I'm sure she says hello, as well.
Well, enjoy the empty house...or enjoy the fact that all the kids are gone. Whatever works for you.
Love,
Louis
Louis is a boss. 'Nuff said.
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