Mum

[alt_ron]

You said to write, so I am. We made it here just fine and got our tent up. Thomas seems like a good enough chap. Kind of quiet, but then I guess I would be, too, if it were me. Anyway, it's Thomas, me, Seamus, Neville, Macmillan and Moon in the tent, so we're pretty close in there, but that's okay because who wants to spend time inside a tent? Even a nice one. Ours has a pretty wizard lounge, so if it rains a lot, we can probably come in and play Snap.

Dinner was okay. I sorta burnt my meat, but it wasn't that bad. And the potatoes were good. Not as good as last night, though.

So, um, tell Fred and George hey. And Ginny. Tell her that Harry Marvolo did come, so she can stop worrying.

I've got to go. We're practicing juggling some apples we nicked from supper. It's pretty hilarious, actually.

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[alt_neville]

Well, you didn't burn the meat last night as bad as I burned the sausages and pancakes this morning.

Sorry about that.

[alt_ron]

Yeah, they looked more like black puddings than regular sausages. Didn't taste too bad, though. Better than the pancakes, anyway. Especially after I dropped them in the dirt. I guess it's a good thing we don't have to sleep rough all the time. We'd probably starve to death. Or get eaten by leopards or manticores or something.

Did you see Seamus this morning? I don't think he's used to getting up so early! He looked almost as bleak as Malfoy!!!

[alt_neville]

He said that it should be against the law for birds to sing that early.

I bet he hopes a manticore will eat 'em.