Vicky,
Professor Longbottom is quite melancholy without his star pupil. Come home.
-Ted
Victoire kept the letter in her pocket all week, willing herself not to write that she would be home in time for the Halloween feast. What she wouldn't give to have a nice pumpkin pasty and see some friendly faces. She was daydreaming about throwing the first snowball of the year at Teddy's face when she realized the girls in her class were snickering at her.
"Mademoiselle Weasley." Her professor glanced over her spectacles. "Can you tell me what we were working with last week?"
"Unicorn blood," she said too quietly ,and then corrected herself, "the- all of the uses of unicorn blood, madame."
There was no Herbology at beaubatons, and Victoire would give anything to be working even with the Venomous Tenacula right now. She drifted off again into her english daydreams.
"She said she might come home for christmas,"
"I'm sure Fleur will make her come home, Teddy."
"But, what if they decide to go to France this year?"
"They did that last year, didn't they?" Professor Longbottom turned to fill up his watering can; Teddy had been over-watering plants in his frustration, "and you were quite ready to be rid of her, remember?" Neville put on a mocking voice, "Oh, professor, make her leave me alone. It's so embarrassing to have a girl follow you around. She jabbers non-stop."
"She does jabber non-stop."
"Well, now we know what happens when she's not here to jabber at you."
"What?"
"You jabber in her place."
Dear Vicky,
I hope you haven't talked all your friends' ears off about how fantastic your best friend is. They'll all be wanting to visit.
-Teddy