Dear Parvati,

Sorry for the long delay in between letters, Things have been pretty crazy lately. This is the first chance I've had in months to sit down and take a break, since the children have kept me on my feet for what feels like days.

That's right! I had another child. She's gorgeous, just a real cutie. I mean, Will's not bad looking, but Erin Parvati is just so tiny, I want to grab her and never let her go. She hasn't really learned to talk, but I'm just thankful that she's usually quiet, since I barely got any sleep when Will was this age.

I named her after you, but only as a middle name, because I think it's a little weird to have my child's namesake be my dead twin, no matter what George thinks. I've always loved the name Erin though, that's what I decided to give her as a first name.

Will was so curious when we first brought her home; he wouldn't leave her alone for days, even when she was sleeping. He just followed her around, trying to figure out what she did. It was cute to begin with, but it got old rather fast, even though he didn't ask very many questions. That's nothing new for Will though, since he's curious about everything. I don't think that I've ever seen a more inquisitive child.

The other day, I read through all the old letters I wrote to you, and aside from the feeling of nostalgia, I noticed that really hadn't talked about Liam much. It's funny, but I never felt like I had to talk about him much for you to know him. However, since these letter have become the closest things to a dairy I've ever had, I decided that I might as well do the thing properly (at least this one time) and describe him.

I'll start the obvious first, shall I? Liam is tall. Not huge, but little taller than Dean. He has dark brown hair, not black, and dark brown eyes that remind me of dark chocolate. I know that some guys are really tall and skinny, but Liam's, not. He's not necessarily muscly either, he in the middle somewhere. His nose is slightly crooked, where he broke it when he fell off his broom in his back yard when he was a kid.

He walks slightly stooped, like he's trying not to draw to attention to himself. That's not likely to happen though, since he is rather good looking, no matter how stooped he walks. When he laughs, which is often, it's surprisingly soft, not as loud as you would think.

I'm not sure how I got lucky enough to get him. Honestly, I've been extremely lucky the past few years. I got an amazing husband, one extremely curious boy, and the cutest little girl who ever teethed all of Mommy's old schoolbooks.

I had to take a break after writing those last few sentences, since Erin woke up, and it took several hours to get her back to sleep. I just wish that she would sleep through the night. Will never had that problem when he was her age, he would sleep almost though the night.

It just occurred to me that it has been nearly twenty years since we first got on the Hogwarts Express. We were so small then. I'm going to have to visit mom and talk to her about, since it'll only be a few more years when Will is going to be going to Hogwarts, and I going to want to be ready for that.

I have to run, Erin just woke up again. I'll visit you the next time I get the chance, and I'll send another letter as soon as I have the time.

Love you always,

Padma