(A/N: To everyone who comments on how fast I update and obviously didn't read the note at the beginning of the first chapter, we (we being me and Kinz) already have the entire story and almost two chapters of the sequel written out. Sadly, they are handwritten in a notebook, so I must type them up as fast as I can. I should really be going faster, so if you decide to review, remind me of it. I might just listen.)

Dear Wishing for More,

Now I'm grounded to my room for today and tomorrow. I snuck out because 1) I was getting bored waiting for your letter and 2) I missed my friend Rissa. She's a muggle and now I won't see her until I get home in June. She wasn't even home, so the whole thing was a total rip-off. My dad was in one of his moods – you know, the angry one he always seems to be in around me? – and now I'm banished to my room. Meals will be brought to me.

How does Baden know what I look like? Please tell me you don't know who I am. Please. Tell him I think he sounds adorable.

My sister definitely deserves Vernon. They share a hatred of magic, not to mention me.

Would you get my stuff for me? That would be awesome of you. And yes, I will pay you back (of my OWN money). Can you take pounds?

It's rather scary when your lifeline is someone who you don't even know. Face to face, I mean.

Ugh, bruises are showing… got a spell to remove them/cover them up? They're rather ugly.

Living up to her name,

Bored as Hell

Dear Bored as Hell,

Sure, I can get your stuff for you, but how will you get it? If I put it in a vault at Gringotts, you can probably floo there to get it from school….

Baden knows nothing about you except for what I tell him, which is what you tell me (omitting certain facts, of course). I have no idea who you really are. But come on, would it really be that bad? Then we could talk in person….

I sent you a bottle of this potion that turns the pigment in your blood the same color as your skin. It works wonders for quidditch injuries. And just in case, I put it in an iced tea bottle so your lovely sister won't suspect anything.

I'll feel better once we're back at school, more for you than for me. It's really shitty what you have to put up with at home. You don't deserve it. You're better than that. You're better than them.

And Baden still thinks you're "pitty".

Thinking of a Pitty Gurly,

Wishing for More.

P.S. I haven't seen Tess in a while… I wonder if she finally hates me so much that she's avoiding me in hopes I won't exist anymore.