Dearest Hermione,
Why should I ask you anything about the Anti-Apparation spell? I already know aboiut the new Muggle-Born Protection Act concerning that sort of thing. Dad told me. And pardon me for being concerned about your safety. Fred thinks I fancy you or something. He's been teasing me about it all morning. George (much to my surprise) has been buggering him to get off my case. They're having a bit of a row about it all. Also, George insisted on wearing a suit to meet with the Minister today about business, but Fred refused and threw a fit until the very end. Didn't want to dress like a Muggle or something. They had Charlie decide and do you know what he did? He told them to shut up and leave already! Can you believe it? They wound up wearing casual muggle slacks and shirts. Fred wore some magical socks though. I think the Minister is going to let them open up shop in the capitol. Exciting.
I can't believe you're still talking to that motorbike weirdo. He asked about your bracelet? You should have told him it was from a boyfriend. Then he might leave you alone. Boys only think about one thing, Hermione. Ask Fred and George. They'll tell you what it is. Which reminds me; what do you think you're doing, running around in that scrap of cloth! That picture, Hermione. I mean, it's indecent! You're my friend and I would never think of you in that way, so I'm keeping it because I think you look very pretty, but there are other boys who would. you know. think of you in that way. It's not right. I bought you a new, tasteful suit and it's enclosed in the parcel. It matches your bracelet. I hope you replace that so-called bathing suit of yours for this one.
I am glad you like your bracelet. I really am. It's not really MUGGLE- made. It's made by this Muggle-born lady. I should have known when it said "Unicorn" on the label. Duh, Earth to Ron. And I do like your picture. You don't look like yourself. You look different from last year. Pretty, if I do say so myself. I won't let Fred and George see it because they'll just ogle your goodies and it's just wrong.
Listen, I do realize you're a girl, alright? I'm just protective of you. You're one of my best, closest friends. That's why I'm going to ask you this particular question: What does a girl want in a guy? I mean, what makes one stick out above all the rest? What makes that certain person so special? What do girls LIKE, for crying out loud?! I couldn't ask Harry this because I'm sure he has no idea either. I mean, he hasn't figured out that Ginny, sticking her elbows in butter and gawking over him like a love- struck calf, likes him. Great stupid prat, I swear. She's only told me last week that she fancies him, but I've known for years just like everyone else. And here he is, gaping after Cho Chang who'll never give him the time of day anymore. ::sighs heavily:: I'm sworn to secrecy though and I'm sure you already knew about it. If not, you're sworn in too. I've been trying to hint it to the poor boy, but he's got a thick skull.
Anyhow, George says hello and he wants you to come over to the Burrow when we get back from Holidays. I think he wants to get us alone together. The two of them are insane, I promise you. Absolutely, piping mad. Charlie sends his salutations along with this picture of Norbert. He's huge now, isn't he?
All my sincerest well wishes, Ronald Weasley
Why should I ask you anything about the Anti-Apparation spell? I already know aboiut the new Muggle-Born Protection Act concerning that sort of thing. Dad told me. And pardon me for being concerned about your safety. Fred thinks I fancy you or something. He's been teasing me about it all morning. George (much to my surprise) has been buggering him to get off my case. They're having a bit of a row about it all. Also, George insisted on wearing a suit to meet with the Minister today about business, but Fred refused and threw a fit until the very end. Didn't want to dress like a Muggle or something. They had Charlie decide and do you know what he did? He told them to shut up and leave already! Can you believe it? They wound up wearing casual muggle slacks and shirts. Fred wore some magical socks though. I think the Minister is going to let them open up shop in the capitol. Exciting.
I can't believe you're still talking to that motorbike weirdo. He asked about your bracelet? You should have told him it was from a boyfriend. Then he might leave you alone. Boys only think about one thing, Hermione. Ask Fred and George. They'll tell you what it is. Which reminds me; what do you think you're doing, running around in that scrap of cloth! That picture, Hermione. I mean, it's indecent! You're my friend and I would never think of you in that way, so I'm keeping it because I think you look very pretty, but there are other boys who would. you know. think of you in that way. It's not right. I bought you a new, tasteful suit and it's enclosed in the parcel. It matches your bracelet. I hope you replace that so-called bathing suit of yours for this one.
I am glad you like your bracelet. I really am. It's not really MUGGLE- made. It's made by this Muggle-born lady. I should have known when it said "Unicorn" on the label. Duh, Earth to Ron. And I do like your picture. You don't look like yourself. You look different from last year. Pretty, if I do say so myself. I won't let Fred and George see it because they'll just ogle your goodies and it's just wrong.
Listen, I do realize you're a girl, alright? I'm just protective of you. You're one of my best, closest friends. That's why I'm going to ask you this particular question: What does a girl want in a guy? I mean, what makes one stick out above all the rest? What makes that certain person so special? What do girls LIKE, for crying out loud?! I couldn't ask Harry this because I'm sure he has no idea either. I mean, he hasn't figured out that Ginny, sticking her elbows in butter and gawking over him like a love- struck calf, likes him. Great stupid prat, I swear. She's only told me last week that she fancies him, but I've known for years just like everyone else. And here he is, gaping after Cho Chang who'll never give him the time of day anymore. ::sighs heavily:: I'm sworn to secrecy though and I'm sure you already knew about it. If not, you're sworn in too. I've been trying to hint it to the poor boy, but he's got a thick skull.
Anyhow, George says hello and he wants you to come over to the Burrow when we get back from Holidays. I think he wants to get us alone together. The two of them are insane, I promise you. Absolutely, piping mad. Charlie sends his salutations along with this picture of Norbert. He's huge now, isn't he?
All my sincerest well wishes, Ronald Weasley