The Letters from the summer of 1996
This excerpt takes place after the events of Fifth Year and Chapter 56: World at War. Because of this there may be plot points or spoilers for other chapters before and after that are revealed in the following text. You have been warned.
Audrey,
It's been a difficult summer so far. Lots of difficulties with the families after the incident. We Greengrasses will persevere of course, but that doesn't make it any easier. I don't know if you heard but Theodore has come to live with us...he's doing alright. He's sad. I've never really seen him lost before, so it seems even more strange than it would be for someone else, if that makes any sense. I wish you were here. You could talk some sense into us, as you usually do, and tell us what to do in the most direct way that you could. If Theodore isn't okay, I can't imagine that you are. So...please get better.
Daphne
Potter,
You're a moron for many reasons and though I shouldn't have to explain to you why you're such a bloody moron, you should know well enough not to beat yourself up about it. Stop pretending you don't want what you want, such as me. Oh, and show this note to your brother, I know watching him squirm would make you feel better. Then you can get back in your right mind. Now brush yourself off as you normally do and get back to plotting; your melancholy is annoying everyone around you, I'm sure of it.
D.M.
Drea,
We know that things haven't really been as up to par with
You'd better not be moping or I'll
Fred stole my quill. You need to get better so you can yell at him. He's been a right
You won't yell at me. I know you better.
He knows you better 'cause he likes y
My brother's an idiot. Absolutely atrocious. Don't listen to a word he says. He's an idiot.
We're identical. You know this Audrey. So I can't be an idiot without him being an idiot, so just go on and tell Fred that he's stupid.
You won't do that.
Tell him to stop stealing my quill!
Write me back before I drive George insane.
He's already driving me insane, Drea. SAVE ME.
But seriously, write me back. Or I'll swap out the quills...again.
(The splatter of ink on the bottom of the parchment in lieu of the twins' signatures would have informed Audrey that Fred had swapped out the quill for a trick one. It may have even made her laugh, were she to have opened it.)
Potter,
I'm not precisely sure how far away your shack is, so I can't tell if you're ignoring me, too far away, injured, or dead. Some sort of response would be nice considering I'm wasting my parchment on a one-way conversation with a moron whom can't stop moping. Respond, or else.
D.M.
Potter,
This is not a joke. You're being a bint who I know is ignoring me. Respond or I'll start sending howlers.
D.M.
Drea,
You never answered and Fred has been poking me to write again. He's
Why haven't you answered you prat?
He's still stealing my quill, I swear to Godric, Audrey if you don't stop him
Audrey Petunia Potter if you don't write back I will Apparate to your door and kidnap you!
Is that even a threat to you Drea? Because he we would do it.
No. Not if you don't respond but you still want us to.
Unless you're being held hostage by the Dursleys. ARE YOU A HOSTAGE? ARE YOU OK?
I WILL COME OVER THERE AND GIVE YOU A PIECE OF MY MIND.
ANSWER OUR LETTERS.
Signed,
Better and Stupid
Idiot and Wonderful
Gred and Forge
Potter,
I just sent you a dozen chocolate frogs. Now you're indebted to me, so respond.
D.M.
Drea,
Harry's worried about you. I'm worried about you. Please, talk to someone.
With love,
Snuffles
Potter,
Did you actually ignore my chocolate frogs? That's low, even for you.
D.M.
Audrey,
I hear that Draco's been trying to talk to you...why aren't you responding to him? He's been really anxious every time he's come to visit. He and Theodore have been getting in endless spats about what to do about this whole situation. But don't worry, Theodore is doing really well. He's even starting to sound like himself again...maybe a little angrier, I guess. We always said he was boring anyway, didn't we?
Audrey, where are you? Are you okay? It's not like you to ignore Draco...please, just tell someone you're alright.
Daphne
Potter,
Fine. I know that you left things on a sour note, but that is no reason to not send any notes. I'm trying to knock you out of your stupidity, so a little help would be nice as your head is firmly implanted up your rear. So come on now, buck up and write me back or I will send you a dozen howlers that sing that Celestia Warbeck song you hate. I'll make it in four part harmony. I mean it, write back.
D.M.
Audrey,
Have you gone insane? Because Fred has. You haven't responded to him and he has started to interrogate every member of the family about whether or not they've heard if you're okay. You are okay, aren't you?
Ginny Weasley
Potter,
Fine, you're right, I was never going to send the howlers; that means I would have had to listen to it in four part harmony as well. Just because you called my bluff does not mean that I won't find a way to get you to speak to me, so just give in before this gets out of hand. Things are getting rough and you need to know about it before it gets too complicated.
D.M.
Potter,
If you don't talk to me I swear to Salazar you will never get the chance again. You're being a git, now talk to me or else.
D.M.
Audrey,
Terrible things are happening here. Where are you? Why aren't you answering us? I'm worried about you...and the boys. Something's wrong. Please Audrey.
Daphne
Drea,
I wrote you a poem.
There once was a girl named Potter,
She thought she was afraid of the water,
But when she ignored Fred, he got angry instead,
And now she should be afraid of him...not water.
Not my best work, but still reasonable.
If you don't answer us back, I will disown you. I mean it.
Fred W.
Potter,
You know, you said that we were friends and that we understood each other. I thought you were just being a prat and self-destructive again when you acted like such a bint last time I saw you...I can see that you've just decided to live like the moron you are. Fine. I'll stop writing. I have nothing more to say to you anyway. None of us do.
D.M.
Potter,
I'll never forgive you.
D.M.
Based off of my story Green Eyed Monster.
I do not own the Harry Potter universe, or its characters. I do own Audrey Potter, her vivid potion-making skills, and her wicked nicknames. Thanks go out to my wonderful reviewers: LegalAddiction20, nannan, Fantasy-Mania31, Geri, xXMizz Alec VolturiXx, AMalfoyFanGirl, magic-of-writing, luna estella black, and Thao Sama.
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