Epilogue
Dear Bill,
You should probably read Mum's letter first. Isn't that wild? Percy's pretty upset though, but Mum says he'll get over it.
Hyacinth and I are the same age, and Harry and Ron are the same age. I thought that seemed like a big coincidence, but Mum said that Dumbledore probably thought of that before deciding to put them next to us. It's still an astonishing coincidence that Scabbers ended up here and then Mr. Lupin became our neighbor.
Hyacinth thought dragon's were scary, so I explained how they only do scary stuff when they're threatened. She said she wished she were able to just do scary stuff stuff when threatened, but I'm not sure what that means. I showed her my dragons, and told her about them. She asked questions, and I think she likes dragon's now.
Later I told her about Quidditch, and then she told me about Horseball. Horseball is a muggle game, in which the players ride horses, while trying to throw a quaffle through a goalpost. There are no seekers, snitches, beaters, or bludgers, but it still seems surprisingly similar. Dad had never even heard of Horseball, but he sure found it fascinating.
Love,
Your Favorite Brother (Right?)
The End (I think)
Thank you for reading!
