Ted Tonks: May 30th, 1971

Dear Mum and Dad,

Hullo. Sorry I haven't written in a few weeks. Exams are coming up, and I've been spending lots of quality time with my textbooks. You know how I told you that I was bollocks having a difficult time in Tranfigurations this year? I've been working at that, so I won't do terrible on the exam. Professor McGonagall told me that I'm showing a lot of improvement. I've Andromeda to thank for that, she's ace at the subject.

Funny thing that I mentioned Andromeda, because, see

Speaking of Andromeda, I have to ask

Bollocks. They're never going to let her come for the holidays,

Ignore those scribblings. I accidentally started writing my History of Magic notes on this letter. And you don't want to hear about the 1672 Dissolution of Wizarding Warfare Act, believe me! The way Professor Binns teaches, it's wicked boring. Which is a shame because history is really interesting when it's not being taught by a monotone ghost.

What I really wanted to ask you, was if Andromeda could stay over our house for the summer hols. Now before you get angry and say no, just think about it. She and I have been going together since November, so this isn't just some school-yard fling. I know that you haven't met her, but, honestly, she's the nicest girl you'll ever meet. Pretty, polite, clever, and she's so funny she could even make Aunt Josephine laugh. I really, really like her. I might even love her a little bit.

Andromeda's whole family hates her because she wasn't sorted into Slytherin. Honestly, her parents are just awful to her, and her sisters are twice as bad. If she doesn't stay with us, she'll have a terrible summer. I won't even be able to go visit her, because the Blacks don't let Mudbloods suitors into their house.

She could stay in Julie's room while Julie is in Majorca with Uncle Denny, Aunt Harriet, and the twins. When Julie comes back, Andromeda could sleep in my room and I'll pitch a tent in the garden. (You know I'm serious about this girl when I offer to sleep outside for her) And I swear on Grandpa's grave that if you let her stay, we wouldn't do anything improper. We wouldn't even THINK about improper things.

Just think about it. Please. It would mean an awful lot to me, and I know you two would love Andromeda once you got to know her. (Especially you, Dad. You should see her dance, it's like watching an angel fly. I bet she'd love to hear your Bach vinyls!)

Your very, very, very hopeful son

Ted