Daphne Greengrass

You really don't know a thing about it, so please, be sisterly for once and leave the matter be. I don't want you upsetting Queenie when we get home, and Holda knows she'll be upset enough, what with Mother and I barely speaking.

Anyway, you're really still too young to understand.

Be sweet about it and I'll make it up to you. That baroque cloisonne bracelet you admire so much? I'll let you borrow it for the rest of term, how does that sound?

Dear Ginny,

I don't believe we are very well acquainted, so I hope you don't mind if I call you Ginny. Only I wanted to let you know how impressive I thought your audition for Karoline's play was. Certainly your audition was the best of the 2nd years, though Luna Lovegood's was certainly not without flair. I thought it also quite bold of you to read the lines for Auror Lestrange since so few people under the age of fifteen did, thinking they had not enough bearing to pull off her impressive and imposing demeanor. The black hair was a brilliant touch, as well. Have you had any acting or dancing lessons before?

I don't know about you, but I'm simply about to burst, waiting around to hear the results of the casting call! I really don't doubt that I'll get a part, and I am quite convinced that you will, too. Did you have a favourite audition? I thought my sister Astoria did well, but she's so slight and small that I can't imagine what role she could secure. Electra Bobolis was quite splendid, but she needn't be so smug about it, don't you think?

Anyway, that's all I wanted to say! I hope you have a lovely evening.

Daphne Greengrass

Yesterday was positively the most tremendous birthday I've had yet! I remember being so excited for thirteen, how it sounded so grown up, but fourteen just sounds ages beyond that for some reason. Mother must've known, for the party hamper she sent was filled with things suited to a more mature gathering. The fairy lights are still going in the common room, and I do so hope we can keep them up until they flit out. They add such a lovely cheer to the place. I have just gone and cleared the streamers off that high-backed chair near the fire. As much as I would like to have a throne at all times, if I don't remove the streamers now some brute shall happen along and tear them off, not even thinking to ask if I had plans to save them.

Now, I do so hope that everyone invited had a lovely time. Blaise, the doves were such a clever touch. I was admiring them all evening, and then, when you suggested we take the cage up to the castle parapets I thought we were simply going to free them, I didn't at all expect them to transform into a shower of brilliant, sparkling stars! It was so beautiful. And romantic! Draco, your guitar solo was really so impressive; I had no idea that you'd come so far. And that song you're trying to write? "Hey, Hey Merlin?" It's so catchy! Milli and I have had it stuck in our heads all morning.

Belinda, your trick with the diva's delight had me in absolute stitches! I used to love those sweets more than any other, but my voice tutor has restricted me from them until further notice. He says that if I rely on them too much they'll make my real voice lazy, and I shall never progress and be able to sing a true aria. Anyway, I've just found more diva's delights in a dish on a pouf, do let me know if you would like any extra. Oh, and someone's hidden their tea cup under the pouf, too! Maybe they didn't like the reading in their tea leaves?

That reminds me...some of you may have noticed the beautiful bouquet of snowdrops that my parents sent me; they're a breed that Mother has especially cultivated so that they will bring about a happy, restful sleep if the flowers are placed near a bed. She and her society ladies often deliver them to the patients at St. Mungos, you see. Well, I had all of them in a vase by my bed when I went to sleep last night, and I scarcely wanted to wake up this morning! Sleep was like a delicious, feathery blanket I wanted to wear forever. So, for all of you who were kind enough to attend my party, if you would like one of the flowers to put on your bed-side table so that you too may experience their magic, please let me know. I think I have far too many for one healthy person to have. The snowdrop should stay alive for two weeks or so, but thereafter you can dry it out and keep it under your pillow. It will still work, thought not as strongly.

Teddy, I must say that your coll

Oh!

OH.

I've just found the cake. I had left it neatly wrapped up on a little pedestal table so that Astoria and I could send the last slice to Queenie. But SOMEONE HAS GONE AND EATEN IT! Not just eaten, the plate has been laved clean so that nothing but grotesque streaks of spittle have been left behind. Ugh! WHO WOULD DO SUCH A HORRID THING? You've just deprived a very small girl of a slice of cake from her own sisters. I hope your stomach becomes so upset that you vom up for DAYS! I bet you're the same beast who grew that odd, glowy fungus in the girl's toilet, too. Now I have to go write to Queenie and tell her that I couldn't save her a slice of cake because one singular person in my house is horrid. At least I hope that it's singular person. Surely Slytherin would never bring together multiple cake thieves!