Dear Mum and Dad,

Thanks so much for the set of Charms books, they're really great. My first day back was pretty ok, it's a Friday, so obviously classes don't start until Monday. Meaning everyone who slacked off on the holidays has time to catch up.

The train ride was alright, except James Potter managed to get on my nerves the entire time. I know you think he's ok, because he sweet-talked you when he came over, but one day you'll see his true nature.

They've added cauldron cakes to the food cart on the Hogwarts Express. I'm sending you some, ok?

This owl's name is Rufus, Merlin's too tired to make the journey to you.

Love,

Lily

Prongs,

I was thinking, maybe we should limit this writing thing. Once all the hard work really starts, we can't really afford too many sleepless nights, don't you think?

What kind of books do you like? Quidditch ones, I suppose.

Reading whenever I want has its downsides though. You know, lack of interaction with actual humans and all that…

And I really am hopeless at sports. The whole co-ordination gene just never appeared in my DNA.

Label me all you want. I'm used to it…I might start having a mental breakdown if people stop. I won't know how to act.

I won't tell anyone you're tired at 1am. I was kind of tired too, so don't worry.

Maybe we should just answer a few days after we get each letter, or something?

Red

Dear Remus,

Hey. Look, I don't know if I'm being paranoid or what, but I really wanted to talk to you about something. And I was basically to shy to actually, you know, talk to you in person, which is bad, because that probably would have been best.

We're in love, right? And the thing is, we're supposed to share everything with each other, and I've been kind of getting the feeling that you're keeping something from me. I don't want to be jealous, or possessive or whatever, but are you?

I really want to be close to you Remus, but it's always like you're holding something back around me.

Also, are you lying to me? I won't be mad, but it seems like you always have a new dead/sick relative. I haven't been keeping count, but I think you've had about 7 dead grandmothers. And you look much worse off than everybody other member of your family I've met. So, just a thought, are you sick and too embarrassed to admit it? What's going on Remus?

All my love,

Caz

Red,

I'll reply properly in a few days then.

Prongs

PRONGS!!!! LOOK OVER HERE!!!! ON THE MIRROR!!!

I HAVE GONE TO PARIS!!!!!!!

IN CASE YOU'RE WORRIED!!!!

DON'T KNOW WHEN I'LL BE BACK!!!!!

COVER FOR ME!!!!!!!!

ORGANIZE MY SOCK DRAWER, IF YOU GET BORED!!!!!!! IT'S REALLY QUITE DISGUSTING!!!!!!!

TRY AND THINK OF NEW WAYS TO ORGANIZE IT!!!! INSTEAD OF BY COLOUR, MAYBE, ORDER OF IMPORTANCE OF WHEN THEY WERE WORN!!!!!!!!

I.E. MY PURPLE ONES WERE WORN WHEN I LIT SNAPE'S POTIONS O.W.L. ON FIRE, AS OPPOSED TO THE BLUE ONES WITH YELLOW POLKADOTS, WHICH WERE LAST WORN WHEN I HAD THE WORST DATE OF MY LIFE!!!!!!!!

HOPE YOU'RE STILL ALIVE WHEN I GET BACK!!!!!!!!!!

PADFOOT

POTTER!!!

I have discovered that attempting to talk to you in a normal, civilised fashion doesn't work, and always seems to end up worse for me.

Thus I would like to express my disgust for your letter on parchment.

I will never kiss you.

There is nothing in the world that could ever make you consider kissing you.

The idea of being close enough to kiss you makes me seriously consider suicide.

Leave me alone.

Why don't you go and kiss one of your little sluts who would probably beg on their hands and knees for a kiss from you. It's pathetic Potter, I really don't see how you lower yourself that much.

Of course, you've been pretty low since birth, so I can't imagine it's too big of a drop for you.

While I'm writing to you, I might as well mention that I read that your father's company fired another 20 people yesterday. That's 20 families who will now have trouble affording basic necessities for living. How do you sleep at night, knowing you can do so much to help the world, and yet you continue to be one of those select few who seem intent on making it worse?

Everything about you disgusts me, and that's never going to change.

Lily Evans

Moony,

Read this letter, this is what she sent to me in reply to that love letter. How can you think she doesn't deserve me annoying her?

She doesn't even know anything about me, and she assumes that I can change the world.

I'm SORRY my father fired those people, but I can't do anything about it. I haven't had a conversation with either one my parents for 5 years, I really don't think there's a whole lot I could do about it.

Do you see why I hate her?

She' so stuck up, the world's not prefect, I'm not perfect, and you know what, those people probably were crap at their jobs, and that's why they got fired. But no, it has to be seem as a heartless act of someone who didn't even know about it until he read about it in the Daily Prophet too.

Prongs

P.S. Get Padfoot's arse back in Hogwarts, because if he's gone much longer I'll shove a croissant up it when he gets back.

Lily,

Here's a thought to get you through this first day at classes.

Within you I lose myself,

Without you I find myself,

Wanting to be lost again…

Enjoy your breakfast.

XXOO James

Prongs,

Why are you leaving notes for me on my bed? Why not just talk to me?

I think that you've hardly invited Evans to get to know the real you, if that's what you want. And don't kill me, but she has a point, you have the money to make this world a lot better.

Padfoot has never listened to me in his life, so I suggest you tell him to get back yourself.

And did you even read the article? They weren't fired through any fault of their own.

Caz knows I'm hiding something from her. I've managed to avoid her since I got her letter, but I have to talk to her soon. HELP ME!!!

Moony

Red,

Hey, how's life?

To answer your question, I do like more books then just Quidditch ones. I prefer to play the sport rather than just reading about other people doing it. I don't know, I'm not to big on the romantic soppy ones, I like thriller ones, they're pretty cool.

Trust me, sometimes human interaction is vastly overrated. There are quite a few humans who I wouldn't mind getting rid of permanently at this moment. Including my best mate, but I probably shouldn't go into that, or I'll never stop. He just does things without thinking, and leaves everyone else to deal with the consequences. Basically I have all the teachers on my back now, which isn't so great when it's only the first day.

And there's this girl, I wouldn't particularly mind if she jumped off the North Tower either. That sounds horrible, I know, but she just manages to make everything my fault.

But anyway, you don't want to hear about my problems.

Maybe you just never cultivated the co-ordination gene? If we ever scrap this letter thing, and interact physically, I'll teach you how to fly. At this moment, I don't particularly care what that'll do to my image. I'm currently very pissed off at my image.

Maybe I should stop, before I start mouthing off everyone and everything I know.

You're possibly the only person I'm not mad at.

Sweet dreams Red,

Prongs

Caz,

I'm sorry ok? Can we talk about this later? Meet me in that room in the west tower, third floor after dinner tomorrow. The one with no portraits? I don't really want to be overheard.

Love you too,

Remus

Padfoot, if you're not back by midnight tomorrow, I am going to kill you.

Prongs

P.S. Organize your own damn sock drawer.

Dear Lily,

Thank you so much for your letter.

But we though only dogs were called Rufus?

We're very proud of you, and we're sure you'll do fine.

You're being paranoid about the James boy. Even you're father liked him, and you know how much he hated almost every boy Petunia ever brought home. Except for that darling Vernon. He's going to be such a good provider for her. You will never be able to do that well if you insult all the nice boys who take an interest in you. And it's not just any boy who can get Head Boy at such a prestigious school.

Love,

Mum, Dad and Petunia

P.S. Please refrain from sending "Dungbombs" (as you call them) to Petunia. I don't know what happened, you're both such nice girls, we wish you could get along.

*********

I'm sorry it took so long to update! I'll update my other stories soon too, I promise!

I've lost track of reviews, its been so long, so I'm really sorry not to reply to them, but I promise I wont take nearly so long updating next time and I'll respond to all of them!

Love,

tori

P.S. SORRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!