December 26, 1996
Yeah, so.

I'm so happy.

I'm going to have to write to Draco about this. I'll write the draft of the letter here, I think.

"Beloved" Draco (emphasis on the quotation marks):

Thanks for the necklace. It's such a delicate thing. I don't think I'll be able to wear it for long, though, because soon it would bring me too many memories to bear it.

Oh, you see. My truly beloved Harry Potter - and don't go and call me pathetic, because you clearly don't know how it feels to be in love - is definitely burning with jealousy now. He gave me his gift - a broom polishing set and a teddy bear - first thing in the morning. In fact, he woke me up to give it to me. And he was almost in tears. Enjoying yourself enough? He also was trembling, and his voice cracked when he told me "Merry Christmas". When he saw your gift, he stared and stared at it, and became moody.

So how do you think we should break up, eh? I don't think we should do a public spectacle, because that's pushing my acting skills too far. There, that's final.

As for throwing articles of clothing at House-Elves - I figured you'd have already tried that. Why ever did you ask me for ideas for pranks on House-Elves, anyway? It isn't like I've ever cared about that. But go ahead and keep telling me your little House-Elf stories; I'll admit they're rather amusing. And yeah, I know Hermione wouldn't approve. But whatever, I don't care. Shh, don't tell anyone, because I kind of like being Treasurer for S.P.E.W., now that Ron finally resigned. It prepares me for when I'll have my millions.

And the robes. Why are your options black, black, and black? I know black never goes out of style, and that it is perfect for such an evil family as yours... but really. Why don't you wear other colors, like blood red? Blood red - that's evil too. Or deep green. Green is the color of Slytherin, so that's also perfectly evil. I'd recommend silver too, but that might make you seem washed-out, what with your outrageously pale skin and everything.

Anyway, go for the high-collared one. That's like the one you wore to the Yule Ball, right? Harry said it made you look like a vicar and Ron agreed, but Hermione and I thought they were just exagerating. Really.

Oh yeah - that trick you wrote me about. Really helpful. I tried it. Oh, just wait until you see the new and improved me when school resumes. Why, you might even want to not break up with me, that stunning I look. No wonder Harry went crazy.

Now, since you shared such a wonderful piece of information with me, I think it's only fair that I return your kind deed with another similar one. I know you don't know this trick, because I was taught it on a class you don't take: Muggle Studies. And before you freak out, let me explain it to you.

First, you must look for something Muggle men use, called Gasoline. It's often found in stores that carry car accesories such as those quaint little scented pines. It's found there because a) the company that discovered its uses was a car company, and b) Muggle men visit this kind of store frequently, so it makes sense that a product they use all the time would be found at a place they go to all the time. Now, why do they use it so much, you ask? Well, for what else, but to attract women? Usually they'll slap some Gasoline in their cheeks every morning, before leaving to work, where women will be ogling at them. That's the theory, anyway; it doesn't quite work because they don't have something you have - magic. And that's where the "trick" part comes in.

After you obtain the Gasoline, you must pour it on a big container; perhaps a cauldron. Then you must look straight into the Gasoline - your face must hover just above the opening of the cauldron. Next, point your wand toward the liquid and chant: "Incendio!" The magic in the flame will transform the Gasoline into some sort of pheromone-affecting substance, which you will slap on your cheeks every morning to have all the girls of Hogwarts ogling after you. Indeed, you won't have any trouble finding a girlfriend after we break up.

Good luck, and enjoy.

"Yours" for only some weeks more,
Ginevra M. Weasley

No, really, what does Draco think I am - a stupid girl whose brothers are not Fred and George Weasley, pranksters extraordinaire? He tried to fool me with that little "beautifying potion", but I know all the tricks in the book - and then some!

Anyway, that seems about right. Now I just have to pass it into some nice parchment, and off it goes.