Letters to Anonymous
Dear Anonymous,
Today is the day of the funeral. My mother doesn't, for once, insist we go shopping for black clothes. Instead, she insists we don't. Being a Slytherin family, we don't particularly need more black clothes. Half the stuff we wear is of that colour anyway. More menacing and commanding, makes us look more important. And gods, I would love to wear my father's old black silk cloak, but it's not to be. Mother has stored it away never to be used by me until I'm an old geezer. Nevermind. My time will come soon. Or perhaps I'll just steal it from her bedroom and take a couple of her pieces of jewellery too.
Ever yours,
Draco