VI. October 30
Dear Dad,
Happy day before Halloween! Me and my mates have gotten stocked up on some pranks for Halloween, though granted, we're saving our best for April Fool's Day. You'd probably disapprove, now that you're a dad and all, but I heard you and the Marauders were quite the pranksters back in the day! Harry tells me it's true anyway, though Fred and George were just as good, if not better, on account of them inventing their own pranks and such. Sorry, dad.
Uncle George sent me a special box of pranks for the Transfiguration teacher, who, I might mention, gave Shane Finnegan in detention for accidentally lighting her robes on fire! But it was only for a second and then it went out, and no damage happened, but Shane got into so much trouble. He told me that when his dad came into the school after Professor Murray (that's the teacher's name) called, Uncle Seamus was laughing afterwards. Apparently he did something similar in charms his first year! Like father like son, right?
So, I guess that means you were good at DADA right? I mean, you were in the Order and everything. And I'm top of my class, so I'm doing something right, right? Unfortunately, the doctors at St. Mungo's aren't doing something right because they don't really know what's wrong with Gran – they think it might be the after- effects of the war manifesting themselves late or something like that, or that she's just getting old. Aunt Mione doesn't believe them. We'll probably go to a Muggle doctor soon, though Gran is stubborn and doesn't venture into the Muggle world too often as of late, so it might be uncomfortable for her.
Anyway, I'm off to finish getting my costume ready for the Gryffindor Halloween party! I can't wait for the feast!
Love always, Teddy