Dear Mr. Moony,
I do hope you are feeling much better today then you were yesterday. I do not believe creatures like yourself are meant to fly. Congratulations on speaking out for all canines, whether they transform by themselves, are actually an animal, or are forced to transform against those terrible traps. Kudos to you! We, Mr. Wormtail, Mr. Prongs and I are having serious difficulties studying for this potions exam, and no, the problem isn't I.
Mr. Padfoot, you do happen to be the problem.
Mr. Prongs, are you writing this letter or am I?
Right now I am, Mr. Padfoot, but, if you do wish, you can get back to writing it...
Thank you Mr. Prongs.
You are so very welcomed Mr. Padfoot.
Sorry about him, Mr. Moony, but he does seem to have a mind of his own. He is his own person, Mr. Padfoot.
Mr. Wormtail, must I also explain to you that I am writing this letter, not you, or our beloved Mr. Prongs.
I am beloved? How honored I do feel. Though, Mr. Padfoot, I must beg to differ, I am the one writing the letter now. Mr. Padfoot please stop trying to take the quill, you will break •°°••
To late, Mr. Prongs, he already did. I am very sorry about that Mr. Moony.
It is just that we can't take Mr. Padfoot anywhere... Please, Mr. Prongs, watch what you say.
For the sake of your sanity, we shall be saying good-bye now.
Yours Truly,
Messer Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs
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Dear Messer Padfoot, Prongs, and Wormtail,
I must say that if you ever are offered a drink by Madam Zarah, do not, I repeat, do not, accept it. It shall shut you out for most of the night, and give you the strangest dreams. It is worse then being locked in Professor Meadow's closet! It is hard to believe that you problem isn't Sirius when it comes to studying. I shall be out of here shortly, ready to help you over come that obstacle. And yes, Mr. Wormtail, I did manage to keep my sanity, though it is rather hard with you three.
Sincerely,
Mr. Moony
