Dear Lily,
Hi Lils,
Hi Lily,

I don't suppose you have some time for your Da next weekend? I heard from Marcellus about your party tomorrow but I guess I'm not invited to Lily's parties now even when she's supposed to be in school and I thought that meant not going home on the weekend to have parties but I guess there are just different rules when you live with the Headmaster.

But if you can have weekends away from Hogwarts then I'd like to have you for one of them. You give this letter to your Dad, ok, so he knows I think so. Better not write to him myself or I'll only make things worse, you know how I am.

Bought you this little thing. I know it's not your birthday or anything but I was in Morocco on a case last week and I saw it and, I don't know, I just thought of you. Maybe in Slytherin you need to keep some things to yourself. For yourself. It's bronze, I think, and you tap it three times to open and then turn the top anti-clockwise. Pretty simple but you can add your own locking charm by now, I bet. Make it a good one. Oh, yeah, and I checked it for everything dangerous. Not crazily. Just checked.

I want to know how it's all going. I miss you, pumpkin. I love you always, no matter what. Send me a letter, ok? I'm in London all week.

Love,
Da

Hey Charlie

Lily wants to catch up with the Weasley family. I've managed the twins so far but before I get any further down the list, actually I thought dinner at the Burrow might be the easiest way to do everyone else, I thought maybe you should be the one to explain to Mum and Dad what happened with the virus. Better explain about the other kids too I guess as they'll probably want to know - Dad always insists that all Harry's kids were his grandkids and apparently I'm in trouble with (almost grown up) Lily for not being nice enough to them.

Don't get me wrong, I know it's not really your fault and I'm not blaming you. But someone has to do it, you'll be calmer than anyone else, and this way you get to feel you've made it up to us all. Really it was the twins' idea but it was a pretty good one.

Maybe dinner next weekend, if you and Elle don't have anything planned?

Ron

Are you sure you want to go in? It's pretty much time for them to close. And we don't know the twins are there. And are you sure you want to meet them?

What do you think you're doing?

It's just me.

Oh! I'm sorry.

No, well... Should you be here? I believe this is Ron Weasley's place. Are you looking for him too?

Snape?

Hey.

Bought you some guests. Some how to get you out of here guests.

Simmons.

Hey, Simmons.

You can go now.

You know, go. Leave. Tonks said you should leave us wh...

Idiot.</i>

I swear we never had such dicks when I was an Auror.

All right if I come in?

Back in the dungeons again, hey?

Thanks, um, Itsy.

Hey Harry. Can we get a minute? I know it's the weekend but I thought the kids would be in bed by now, so...

All right. I guess. This is...

Should we just grab a table?

*OW!*

Shit. Bloody hell.

Viktor!

What do you think? It's neat, right? It only works because I set up the parameters at home and at work so only between here and there but what I'm thinking is that we could set them all along Diagon and Knockturn and have like a network of instant messaging. Works with dictation too, see?

Just trying to work out how we'd trace the messages and charge for it, or maybe you'd hire the set up, like a Muggle telephone, but there's no way of not having it everywhere within the range so what about people in the street using it for nothing? Marcellus didn't really seem that impressed, said we might as well sell them telephones, but he's in a weird mood today. Not that he's not always weird. You know what I mean.

I thought of calling it Diagon Instant Messaging Service (Better than an Owl!) but it sounds all a bit like the twins doesn't it. And if Marcellus helps maybe something like LWS Instant Messaging.

Oh, right, and your scarf? I put the doorstop on it so it wouldn't do anything weird but it seemed really upset and offended so I ended up locking it in the top dresser drawer with a photo of you. Creepy, yeah, I know, but I had a meeting and didn't know what else to do with it. Anyway, it's not just you. I had Edwin Knight's father come in, oh right, you wouldn't know Knight, boy from school, thinking someone had set a trap for him and it was this scarf but it's all over the place. Heard MM accused B&B of cursing her place but it's not only those scarves it's all over the place. Lucky I didn't bring one.

Which reminds me. Maybe lock the wardrobe door? Really well. I can't quite figure if the scarves have intentions related to the owner or not but just in case I think mine should be locked up in case they do something mad. I don't want them near the cutlery or anything if you see what I mean. They're in that basket in the bottom of the wardrobe. Don't open it. Just a basic ward should do, they don't seem to have any special strength or anything.

That's it, see you about sixish unless you want to join Marcellus and me for a pint after work.

Ah, Love From Ron

End dictation

Hey.

So you come here often?

What the fuck is this?

Harry?

Harry, c'mon. You need to have something to eat.

Harry!

What's up? What happened?

Stay close, Lil.

LILY! How's my girl?!

Guess what? We're going to the Quidditch! Viktor's even making you one of those fancy fan hats.

Hey Harry.