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[alt_bellatrix]

A quill in the hand... how odd it feels after years of neglect. I dare say the wand remains mightier.

Harry, dearest, your Father has told me of your recent coup on the quidditch pitch. It comes as no surprise that your marvellous talents continue to manifest under the close, watchful guidance of our Lord Protector. You are truly blessed to be first in all His thoughts and actions. Never doubt your place by His side. I didn't, and my life has all the more purpose for it.

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[alt_harry]

Uh, thanks, Auntie Bella.

[alt_bellatrix]

Think nothing of it.

Hydra also sends her well-wishes. She simply can't wait until she's old enough to join you in Slytherin, where she can watch you tear up the pitch with her own eyes.

[alt_harry]

Thanks. Say hi to her for me, please? I kind of miss her.

[alt_bellatrix]

I shall do so straight away, of course.

If she's been following my orders, she should have sent you an Owl by now, describing her own schooling, and how much she misses you, her dearest playmate.

Tell me then, has she done so?

[alt_harry]

Um, no, but sometimes they get delayed in the Owlery over night. She probably sent it, and I'll get it at breakfast tomorrow.

[alt_bellatrix]

Mmm, perhaps. I shall ask her about it myself.

Keep to your studies and your Slytherin housemates, Harry. Remember that the significance of others pales in comparison to yours.

[alt_harry]

Okay, Aunt Bella.

[alt_draco]

Hello, Auntie Bella.

It's quite brilliant about Harry, isn't it?

[alt_bellatrix]

Yes.

[alt_draco]

Please tell Hydra hello for me.

[alt_bellatrix]

You could try writing to her, Draco.

[alt_draco]

Oh, okay. I will.