(A/N: tuxedo cat: Whoa. Chill. There's a couple people named 'sarcasm' and 'humor' that I think you need to meet. I was really joking, and I enjoy your reviews very much. Just don't take my replies so personally next time. I'm usually kidding. And Jamie-Li, Wow, that's the most flattering thing ever. Of course you can translate this into Hebrew! It totally rocks that you would even want to!)

Wishing for More,

I'm sorry. Again. I'm really not used to being nice. I know there's no excuse for bitchiness – don't try to make an exception for me – but just know that that's how I am. I'm bitchy to everyone, I'll argue anything. I'll try to cut it down for you, though, since you were so nice about accepting my apology (another thing I don't do easily).

I'm not going to say anything about the gorgeous-inside thing, because I promised not to argue so much (inner voice: but that's why he loves us!) Ignore my inner voice. She doesn't know what she's talking about.

WFM, You're the only guy I can handle right now. Don't forget, the only boys I've seen recently have all been smashed (party boys and my dad) and the bruises haven't quite completely faded. (I don't need any more potion though, and I'll send it back if you send it to me.) I don't care about this boy, I care about you (as a friend), and that's what matters. Maybe I'll talk to him when I get on my feet again. Until then, you're it.

I want to hear your problems now. What's the Tess news?

Sans a Signoff Phrase,

Bored as Hell

Dear BAH (Humbug)

No problem. Everyone's always telling me I'm too nice.

Not much news on the Tess front, although she is being more civil toward me. Remus Lupin (Funny guy, you know him?) thinks it's because she only has one more year or school left and then she probably never has to see me again, so she's just extremely happy about that. Lovely thought, that the prospect of never seeing me again is the only thing that makes her civil.

I think it's really great that you trust me so much. Really. But… maybe you should talk to this guy, too. You can't put all of your trust into one person. What if I disappear? Or I'm tragically lost in a quidditch accident? Then who will you talk to, Hmm?

Wishing for More