From Penny's Sugarquill

Dear Percy,

How are you? I hope you're fine!

Well, I'm not, because I got this fucking cold! My parents are off to Clearwater (yes, this city really exists, it's in Florida) and I, poor Penny, have to stay here, stuck in my room, it's so unfair! Clearwater is rather cool, not just because it is near to...Yay, Disneyland Orlando! Oh sorry, you don't know it, do you? That's a Muggle amusementpark. We also always take a trip to Miami, it got it all: shopping, beaches, sweet boys... Nah, just kidding, don't worry!

As you might see, I'm not very happy spending my holidays at home.

How are your family doing? Do you get along with Fred and George? Well, I doubt it...

And your little sister Ginny, I hope she recovers well from the horror of last year, give her my greetings! Hey, why don't you come around here and visit me? I'm so alone and I miss you. If I die of boredom, it's your fault!

By the way, I'm Headgirl! Congratulate me! Worship me! Kiss me, hold me, hug me... Uuh, I think I lost the track... I sent you this picture of me, it's the nicest one I could find. Of course it's a little bit old, but if I had made a new photo it would sneeze and cough all the time, so I chose this one. Woah, next year is NEWT-year! I've heard the scariest things about it. Irene (a Ravenclaw classmate, her sister graduated last year) told me that they made you taste your own potions ( in Potions, of course). Well, if it's true, I will have to go to school with a horn at my forehead or something like that after making my potion-exam. Oh, lucky you, you already know what you want to do after Hogwarts! I think I'm going to take a job at the ministry too... or at St. Mungo's? Or Hogwats? Oh, I don't know...

I'm really looking forward (!) to go back to school - because of you! Hey, this year we have to go to the Quidditch matches together, won't we? I have a feeling that either Gryffindor or Ravenclaw will win the Cup this year ( that's female intuition, boy!) Anyway, I'm sick of hiding, seeing each other top secret, meeting in empty classrooms, etc.... (Hmm, actually the meetings in empty classrooms weren't bad after all...) You can surely understand that I want to show off with my super-intellectual, good looking, irresistible Gryffindor- boyfriend! Just kidding. It is truly important to me, that I can walk around freely with you , hunny.

Next week is my violin concert, hope I'll be fit then. Wow, I'm so exited but I think I'll do well, I had a lot of practise these days. (The only thing to prevent me from getting dusty, lying here in bed) It's a pity that you can't come to my concert, you'll be in Egypt then, will you? But one day I'll play something for you, hey I could even compose a little sonette for you.

It's so stupid from my parents that I'm not allowed to take my violin to Hogwarts. They say it'll be damaged or someone could turn it into a mouse accidentally (they have no concept of magic). But how am I supposed to play like Vivaldi (a famous Muggle violinist) if I can only practise two months in the summer? So I guess I can convince them to take it with me next term. Oh, did I mentioned it already?( No, not the Headgirl....) I'll get a raven this year for Christmas! I wanted to have one since I go to Hogwarts, and I thought my parents would buy my one when I became a prefect, but instead they bought me just a new dress robe. But now I'm Headgirl( Yay!) and they can't say anything against it. Unfortunately I'll have to wait until December, but then I can write you more frequently next summer, we can even write at the same time! Hm, what shall I name it? I think Abraxas.... Hope it gets along well with Hermes!

Can we meet on 31st August in Diagon Alley? Woah, I can't believe that we need such a huge lot of new books! Just because of those stupid NEWT-exams... And besides I need a new quill, this one is blunted and grey, when I bought it, it was turquoise. And besides, I can't wait till the 1st of September to see you again!

Oh no, now it's time to take my medicine (it tastes like old socks... Not that I ever tasted old socks before, but... It tastes like they smell, buargs) And the worst is, after drinking it you begin to sweat like mad and you fall in some kind of delirium...

Write back soon!

Bye-bye,

Your lovestruck Penny

P.S.: Bring me some souvenirs along!

P.P.S.: I love you!