Dear Mum, Dad and Hugo,

How are you all?

I miss you all terribly and cannot wait for the year to end. At the same time, I really don't want the year to end. I had so much fun this year. Nothing compared to your years, Mum and Dad. I mean all we do is prank a bit and have a bit of fun. Not that kind of grand adventures and I can imagine you glaring at me Mum with narrowed eyes and hands on your hips. I am assuming Uncle Neville told you all about our er, late night tours? Al bets that he heard Professor McGonagall refer as Silver Trio after the incident in the fourth floor corridor. In my defense I did not know Roxanne and Dominique would be in their corridor. I am not sure about Al and Scor, though... Maybe they knew... We served the detention and everything turned out fine in the end, both of them being Weasleys did not mind the prank much. I am sorry Mum. I was so scared of your reaction that I did not write before. And even now I am writing for a selfish reason... (Call that my Slytherin instincts) But can I please invite Scor over summer?

And this brings me to the second part of the letter.

Dad, I know that you are not um, happy with my friendship with Scor but I assure you he is really good and not like his father, he says so himself. He is well aware of the errors and mistakes of Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Malfoy told him, himself. So as Mum says people change and Mr. Malfoy could, too. Scor says that death of his Mum changed him. Just try to give him a chance, please? Please?

Other than that, I am doing great here; just loosening up a bit was a great idea! Hugo, grow up fast, so you can see the wonders of this castle. Dad you were right about the birch tree near the lake, it seems magical in its own sense. Mum, Professors call me Miss Granger most of the time, I couldn't be more proud of myself.

Okay, now I need to go prepare for the exams. I assure you no prank.

Love,

Rose.