A World Apart
I'll Be Home for Christmas
I'll be home for Christmas
You can plan on me
Please have snow and mistletoe
And presents on the tree
25th December, 1996
Dear Oliver,
Happy Christmas! Are you enjoying America? Are they all as rude as people say they are? Have you been mugged yet? Are the others tormenting you by saying they got you something for Christmas but not telling you what it is?
Allow me to join in. I have your present, but you don't get to know what I got you until you come home. I hope that's incentive for you to get back to Britain more quickly. I'd like you here right now, but as that's not going to happen, I'll just have to hope that bribery works as well.
I hope that you get good presents from your teammates. It's 10:30 AM here, so that means it's about 5:30 in America, and that means you won't be up for another three hours at least, unless Rees wants you up for an early morning practice. Actually, that really wouldn't surprise me-I can't remember how many times I woke up at 4:00 in the morning to the sound of you crashing around the room putting your Quidditch gear on. If Rees is half the slave-driver you were, then I'm not surprised you guys got invited to the Christmas Invitational. Do well, and beat the Meteorites! I looked up their statistics and they don't seem to be too tough. I could be (probably am) wrong, so play your hardest no matter what I say. Bill, Charlie, the twins and I will be listening to the game on the WWN so play well for me us.
I'm sorry that you couldn't spend Christmas with us this year. I know you were looking forward to it. Perhaps next year.
The twins say hi, by the way. They say "beat the Meteorites or we'll beat you!"
Everyone's fine (because I'm so sure you were wondering). Ginny's so nervous about her OWLs, but we all know she'll do well. Harry's been invited to the International Student Quidditch Convention-he just got the owl today. He's quite excited. Oh, and next time you go down to Diagon Alley, say hi to Fred and George at their shop. They got it open just in time for the holiday season and business is booming.
I guess I don't have anything else really interesting to say. I miss you a lot, and I can't wait till I can see you again. I hope we can spend Christmas together next year.
Mum's yelling-it's time for a "family get-together." I can barely contain my excitement.
Love,
Percy
Christmas Eve will find me
Where the love-light gleams
I'll be home for Christmas
If only in my dreams . . .
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