I. June 26
Dear Dad,
I'm so glad we're out for the summer! OWLs were exhausting, and I'm so glad they're over and I can see everyone. Today we went to the Weasley's for lunch. I got to see Victoire, finally. I haven't seen her since Easter break – she goes to Beauxbatons because of Fleur. I know you'd love her, though we've been hiding it from James because he's such a gossip. Aunt Hermione is lovely as always; she and Fleur are the only ones who know about me and Victoire. She's told me stories of you and Mum, how you had to hide because you were a werewolf. But I think you were brave, Dad.
Anyway, we're teaching Albus and Hugo how to fly – Albus definitely has Uncle Harry's genes! He's almost better than James, and James' namesake was supposedly amazing at Quidditch too. Rose is just like Hermione, such a bookworm! And Lily is wonderfully adorable and innocent – naiveté suits her.
It was odd though. I went to go talk to Gran before lunch and she seemed confused. A symptom of old age, I suppose. I mean, she's already broaching her seventies. I asked Uncle Harry about it and he said Molly's been forgetful too. So I guess I shouldn't be worried.
Love always, Teddy
