Author's Notes: Ladi da... Thank you to all my wonderful reviewers, it's good to see that I'm not the only one to see the humour in these letters... although I do have a twisted sense of humour... ahem, anyway heres the next letter.
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The Great Hall.
4th September 1977, 6:45am
Padfoot,
You insufferable pain-in-the-arse, what in the name of Merlin have you done now.
I swear on the legacy of the Marauders if you are behind the strange (yet slightly wonderful) occurrences of today, I am going to pound you. So here it is, nice and simple, no hidden meanings, or cryptic messages... WHAT have you said to Evans?!?
Perhaps I should explain to you my reasoning behind asking you such a question. Its quite simple actually, Lily Evans. spent. the. entire. day. being. nice. to. me.
Now Padfoot, I am asking nicely, why, pray-tell, was Lily Evans nice to me, James Harold Potter? And why do I get the terrible feeling that it has something to do with you and your bloody letters.
Now for once in your life, please refrain from being the smart ass you are, I am well aware this turn of events is a miracle to say the least and I do not need it to be written in your untidy scrawl. Instead please explain this new development and the motives that lie behind it.
Oh Padfoot, how you could do this to me! I did not need my ego to be further crushed by the emerald eyed goddess and I fear this will be my undoing.
And Padfoot, I beg forgiveness in advance, because I'm afraid I am going to have to hurt you.
You heartbroken friend
Prongs.
P.S. WHERE ARE YOU!