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Hiya, Mum.

I know I could send an owl, but I dunno, I just felt like writing tonight, and I like the idea you might see it right away.

I'm keeping busy and working hard at my assignments. We had a YPL activity where we went and helped fix things at a school, and our next thing is a day-long CCF exercise that ought to be challenging. I guess it's good we have these activities that keep us from spending all our time sitting with our noses in our books because that would be dull, wouldn't it?

I think I may go to bed early tonight because I've stayed up late a lot this week.

Hope you are well. I miss you.

Your favourite son,
Ronald

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I guess it's pretty obvious, but yeah. If Madam Umbritch wants to read all our post, she might as well. It's not as if I say anything very interesting when I write home. I reckon my mum likes to hear from us, though. ~~Especially~~

I should have told her about the Revue. Next week, I guess. Gives me something to talk about then.

Anywiz, yeah. I do want to read the Shakespeare, and of course I'll try. But, um. It's not all schmoopy, is it? Only, I opened it up today and started reading just where I opened it, and that Benedick chap was reading this really terrible poem he'd been trying to write. I mean, that's just meant for laughs, isn't it?

No more obvious than my "weekly super star" awards, really.

You call her Madam Umbritch? That's funny, Draco calls her Bumbridge, and then just yesterday I heard someone change it to Bumbitch. I just stick with Umbridge because I don't want to accidentally say something else to her face. Also, I dont really want to think about her bum in any context.

Schmoopy? It's a comedy, which means it's always going to end with a happy couple, but it's not meant be drenched in sop. Mostly, it's intended as entertaining and funny. Benedick's terrible at writing poems because he's not a romantic hero, like Claudio is (Claudio is an arse, you know). He's just an "ordinary bloke," as you yourself might say, with a talent for wit.

A talent for wit. Well, that's all right, then.

Do you think you'd have time tomorrow to read some of it and see if I can get what makes it funny said out loud?

Well, after supper, or?

I mean, yes, I have time.

Good. We could meet up after supper, then. In that disused classroom at the end of the Transfiguration corridor, maybe?

Alright.

See you there.

(Don't forget your script, and the Shakespeare!)

Um. So did you see Harry's message about the Dark Arts group starting again? Tomorrow. Should we maybe go to that first and then see if there's time after for Shakespeare? I mean, I guess it's up to you. I did say I'd do this first, and I do want to do it. Only, maybe we shouldn't miss the other, you know?

Our studies really ought to come first, it's true.

We could do Shakespeare after, but it might be getting late, and you've stayed up late all week, so, I suppose that's your call.

I don't mind if you don't.

And, heh. So much for going to bed early tonight. Oh, well.

I'm sure it'll be fine.

See you at Harry's Dark Arts group!

Oh, and we call her Umbritch because of the way she's always stopping to scratch at her ankles when we're out doing exercises. It just- sort of got to be a thing.

I think I wish you hadn't told me what Malfoy calls her. It's funny, but, well. Ew.

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