Author's notes: Thank you everyone for your reviews, although know I'm getting used to the last letter I can't say that I like it as much as I do the others. Anyway while I consider reposting Lily's letter I thought I'd write the next letter - which I'm slightly happier with than the last chapter.... *sigh*
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Astronomy Tower
5th September, 1977, 8:45am
Dear Moony,
Moony, I know this is going to be difficult for you to believe, because well, it's difficult for me to believe, but, Lily. Evans. is. blackmailing. me! She is actually blackmailing ME!!
Perhaps I should explain how I got myself into this incredibly strange situation. You see it all started with the letters that James and I have been sending because the git left his mirror at home. After I worked out the culprit, behind the brilliant prank that resulted in two pink bunny rabbits, I sent her a letter of warning. Yes that's right Moony, Lily Evans pulled of a prank and a brilliant one at that.
You see Moony there are some people in this world whom I will take the blame for, now if you had been the one to pull that prank I wouldn't have minded so much, because then at least the Marauders could claim the glory for - as much as I hate to admit it- such a awesome piece of foolery. But unless Lily Evans suddenly decides that she is going to marry James there is no way in this lifetime that I am going to take the blame for her work.
Now, I'm not stupid. I did not expect a reply from the evil little witch, I mean she finds me "the slightest bit more tolerable than James" and even she said that's because I don't continually ask her out, so why on earth would she waste her valuable studying time to reply to me.
Thus I just left it, and when no reply came I went on with my life knowing that everything was still right in the world.
That was until I was awoken this morning by a tawny owl that was overly enthusiastic and didn't want to leave until I'd got up out of bed and read the whole damn thing. Moony you know I'm not a morning person, I love my sleep so why does everyone like to conspire against me. Why does everyone enjoy waking me up in the early hours of the morning?
But I'm getting off track. So here I am, all alone, in Astronomy Tower which I might add needs a few more windows, knowing that the world has gone mad, and pondering what on earth I should do next. I do not like being blackmailed Moony, therefore, I am either going to have to find something to be one up on the woman, otherwise I'm going to have more detentions than I can count.
So basically I'm in desperate need of your advice if you have any to spare.
I've enclosed a copy of the letter from little miss green eyes (let me note that while she said NOT to send it to James she did *not* mention anything about NOT sending it to you!)
Please reply quickly, you have to help me Moony!
Padfoot.