LETTER THIRTEEN

Mr. Oliver Wood
Puddlemere United
Puddlemere

Dear Ol,

Hey, how are you? Well seems Harry is just being the concerned friend I know he is. I am honestly feeling quite chirpy and I now realise it isn't my fault that my parents aren't together anymore. When it first happened I really thought that they hated me but now I have come to understand that they just don't love each other anymore. Excuse the marks and smudges on this parchment, I can't help but cry a little as I write this.

I never knew that fame was like that. I guess that's coming from someone about as famous as an ant but never the less, I really do feel for you. Do you think it's worth being famous and having this friend and partner troubles? I bet you do or you wouldn't be playing Quidditch!

I'm glad you liked the photos, I was very self-conscious about sending them. In the end, Harry had to actually physically shove them in the envelope and give it to Hurricane. She's looking a lot healthier now wouldn't you agree? I think she might have had slight Owl Flu when she was so tired but now her eyes are wider and her coat shinier.

Guess what! I recieved 100% on the Potions exam. I got everything right and Snape couldn't help but give me 100% and also 100 points to Gryffindor even though he said it through clenched teeth (you're very right, he has not changed one tiny bit!)

Always go with your instinct Oliver so if you think something funny is up with Puddlemere then you keep an eye out okay? I don't want anyone hurting you got it? Our friendship means too much to me.

By the way, Ron says hi! George and Fred have their Joke Shop in Diagon Alley and asked me to ask you in one of my letters to ask you to drop by sometime if you get a chance. I know Puddlemere is really far away from Diagon Alley but it's worth asking.

Cheer up!

Your pal,

Hermione