LETTERS - June 15 - August 31, 1971
Dear James, June 15, 1971
I have missed you so much in the past five days. Petunia is being perfectly dreadful to me. Yesterday she called her ex boyfriend Kevin and he apparently rejected her because right after she hung up the telephone ( muggle technology for communication), she criticized everything about me. She told me that I am fat, hideous, and don't deserve to live. It all seems quite ridiculous now but I do feel a bit chubby at times. Don't worry I'm not becoming anorexic James, I promise.
Have you heard from Anise or Remus recently? They have been corresponding with me a lot recently, and I hope with you too.
How is life at home, and your mum and dad? Is your dad's job calming down, and is he getting sufficient sleep? If not try this spell. "Momentus Dormira", it is like a sleeping pill with no side effects. Try it.
Love,
Lils
Dear Lils , June 18, 1971
Hey! Thanks for the spell, it worked!!! Dad is all perky now, and he spends less time at the ministry, because he can get his work done quicker when he is awake. And yes Anise and Remus have written to me. Remus has told me something dreadful, but I don't hold it against him. When Remus was five years old he was bitten by a werewolf, and as you know that is incurable. Please don't scold but I told Sirius and we are contemplating becoming animagus in a couple of years to be with Remus when he transforms into his beastly state once a month.
I miss you too, but my sister Martha is home from Italy where she studies magical cures. I spoke to her about finding a cure for Remus, and she said she is sorry, but she and her colleagues have been trying to find a cure for werewolves for many years. Unfortunately, they have not been successful.
Martha took me to the wizard beach yesterday and it was absolutely delightful. I wish you, Sirius, Remus, and Anise had been there, the day would have been a thousand times more exciting if you had. Well don't worry I am not moping, and you had better not be wither. And don't let whatever Petunia says to you bother you. And you are not chubby in the least, and I don't ever want to hear you say that, because it is not even remotely true.
Love,
James
Dear James, July 1, 1971
I am sorry I haven't written in so long, but mum and dad took Petunia and me to vacation in America. We visited Salem, which is where witches and wizards were persecuted in the 17th century. I even got a signed copy of the book "A History of Magic" by Batilda Bagshot ( see Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban), and her fiction novel "Banned Magic in Salem Village". I have finished reading the latter and it is fascinating. I do hope Professor Binns will cover information about witch trials next year, because if I hear about one more goblin rebellion I will scream. I will scream really, really loud!!!
It was difficult talking to the Americans, their accents were so unrefined that I could hardly tell what they were saying to me half the time. So I would just nod, or shake my head after asking "what was that?" about a thousand times. I do hope they didn't find me rude.
I also hope Martha finds a cure for Remus, and becoming an animagus sounds like it would be a wonderful idea, if it was not illegal for underage wizards to do so. (Humph) Well write back later.
Love, Lils
Dear Lils, July 9, 1971
Can't you let me have any fun, wouldn't I just be an adorable stallion? I think I would, and I bet you do too. Oh please, I could use my invisibility cloak to keep the teachers from knowing. Please Lils, please, please, please!!! Oh it's no use arguing with you because when you have your mind made up, it's made up for good. Oh well, someday I will become a stallion. I promise you that Lily Marie Evans!!!
So you enjoyed your trip to America? I went there once with my father. He went to the hidden New York City to speak with the American Minister of Magic. It was interesting there, but nowhere is like home.
I am sorry but I haven't much to say. Life has been fairly dull for this past month. Not for you though, you went on vacation without me. I am devastated.
Love,
James
Dear James, July 17, 1971
Half of the summer is over. Finally!!! Now do not beg me to allow you to become an animagus, I absolutely forbid it. Although someday I am sure you will make a handsome stallion. Oh and since your life is so dull, I will lend you my copy of "Banned Magic in Salem Village" pronto. I am sorry but I haven't much to say. After our vacation, life has become extremely monotonous, I wish you were here James. I still miss you.
Love, A sad and bored Lils
NOW THIS IS MY JOURNAL ENTRY. THE FIRST ONE IN MONTHS. WRITING ONCE A WEEK TO JAMES TAKES UP A LOT OF TIME AND ENERGY. I am kidding, well the rest of the summer is over, it is August 31, and I can hardly wait until tomorrow morning. It's off to Hogwarts I go! Well I must finish packing my bags, and this journal, so farewell until tomorrow.
Sincerely, Lils
Dear James, June 15, 1971
I have missed you so much in the past five days. Petunia is being perfectly dreadful to me. Yesterday she called her ex boyfriend Kevin and he apparently rejected her because right after she hung up the telephone ( muggle technology for communication), she criticized everything about me. She told me that I am fat, hideous, and don't deserve to live. It all seems quite ridiculous now but I do feel a bit chubby at times. Don't worry I'm not becoming anorexic James, I promise.
Have you heard from Anise or Remus recently? They have been corresponding with me a lot recently, and I hope with you too.
How is life at home, and your mum and dad? Is your dad's job calming down, and is he getting sufficient sleep? If not try this spell. "Momentus Dormira", it is like a sleeping pill with no side effects. Try it.
Love,
Lils
Dear Lils , June 18, 1971
Hey! Thanks for the spell, it worked!!! Dad is all perky now, and he spends less time at the ministry, because he can get his work done quicker when he is awake. And yes Anise and Remus have written to me. Remus has told me something dreadful, but I don't hold it against him. When Remus was five years old he was bitten by a werewolf, and as you know that is incurable. Please don't scold but I told Sirius and we are contemplating becoming animagus in a couple of years to be with Remus when he transforms into his beastly state once a month.
I miss you too, but my sister Martha is home from Italy where she studies magical cures. I spoke to her about finding a cure for Remus, and she said she is sorry, but she and her colleagues have been trying to find a cure for werewolves for many years. Unfortunately, they have not been successful.
Martha took me to the wizard beach yesterday and it was absolutely delightful. I wish you, Sirius, Remus, and Anise had been there, the day would have been a thousand times more exciting if you had. Well don't worry I am not moping, and you had better not be wither. And don't let whatever Petunia says to you bother you. And you are not chubby in the least, and I don't ever want to hear you say that, because it is not even remotely true.
Love,
James
Dear James, July 1, 1971
I am sorry I haven't written in so long, but mum and dad took Petunia and me to vacation in America. We visited Salem, which is where witches and wizards were persecuted in the 17th century. I even got a signed copy of the book "A History of Magic" by Batilda Bagshot ( see Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban), and her fiction novel "Banned Magic in Salem Village". I have finished reading the latter and it is fascinating. I do hope Professor Binns will cover information about witch trials next year, because if I hear about one more goblin rebellion I will scream. I will scream really, really loud!!!
It was difficult talking to the Americans, their accents were so unrefined that I could hardly tell what they were saying to me half the time. So I would just nod, or shake my head after asking "what was that?" about a thousand times. I do hope they didn't find me rude.
I also hope Martha finds a cure for Remus, and becoming an animagus sounds like it would be a wonderful idea, if it was not illegal for underage wizards to do so. (Humph) Well write back later.
Love, Lils
Dear Lils, July 9, 1971
Can't you let me have any fun, wouldn't I just be an adorable stallion? I think I would, and I bet you do too. Oh please, I could use my invisibility cloak to keep the teachers from knowing. Please Lils, please, please, please!!! Oh it's no use arguing with you because when you have your mind made up, it's made up for good. Oh well, someday I will become a stallion. I promise you that Lily Marie Evans!!!
So you enjoyed your trip to America? I went there once with my father. He went to the hidden New York City to speak with the American Minister of Magic. It was interesting there, but nowhere is like home.
I am sorry but I haven't much to say. Life has been fairly dull for this past month. Not for you though, you went on vacation without me. I am devastated.
Love,
James
Dear James, July 17, 1971
Half of the summer is over. Finally!!! Now do not beg me to allow you to become an animagus, I absolutely forbid it. Although someday I am sure you will make a handsome stallion. Oh and since your life is so dull, I will lend you my copy of "Banned Magic in Salem Village" pronto. I am sorry but I haven't much to say. After our vacation, life has become extremely monotonous, I wish you were here James. I still miss you.
Love, A sad and bored Lils
NOW THIS IS MY JOURNAL ENTRY. THE FIRST ONE IN MONTHS. WRITING ONCE A WEEK TO JAMES TAKES UP A LOT OF TIME AND ENERGY. I am kidding, well the rest of the summer is over, it is August 31, and I can hardly wait until tomorrow morning. It's off to Hogwarts I go! Well I must finish packing my bags, and this journal, so farewell until tomorrow.
Sincerely, Lils