Did You Know I'm Dead? // Harry
Aug 27, 2016 1:43:33 GMT
Post by Lavender Brown on Aug 27, 2016 1:43:33 GMT
Hello Harry,
First, you might be wondering how I'm writing you considering I'm dead. You do remember I'm dead, right? You haven't forgotten? Well, I got bored you see and thought about how much I miss getting mail. I always liked getting mail when I was alive and why should I stop just because I'm dead? There was the little matter of the whole 'not being able to hold a quill' thing but I found a sweet house elf willing to act as a scribe. I was surprised that a house elf could write, but I suppose it makes sense. Our house elf at home, when I had a home and a physical body, read me bed time stories when i was a girl so they have got to at least be some sort of literate.
I was writing to reconnect, it's been an awful long time since we've seen each other, hasn't it? A few months since I've paid you a visit, maybe? I wonder if you've changed at all, maybe your hair is a bit longer. Mine's the same, because I'm dead. How's work going? You're an auror right? Have you left anyone else bleeding to death on the ground while you chase after an overgrown worm? No no, don't write that. No! Cross that out! What are you doing? Cross it out! Stop writing down what I say! Stop it, you overgrown gnome! Ugh! Oh well.
Anyway, how's Ginny? Alive, I bet. Some girls have all the luck. I hear things have been busy for the auror department anyway. Lots of Death Eater activity which is funny, because I could've sworn that's why you and your friends left me alone to die, the whole stopping You-Know-Who and his tacky tattooed legion of losers. I did have a slight ulterior motive, I don't know if you have any pull or anything but you are The Boy Who Lived When Lavender Died after all, but I wanted to visit Seamus in the hospital but they chased me out, threatened to go get the Ministry involved, something about scaring the patients by making them think about their death. Could you arrange something? I know it's not really him anymore but I still would like to sit with him awhile.
Yours,
Lavvy
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Harry Potter
First, you might be wondering how I'm writing you considering I'm dead. You do remember I'm dead, right? You haven't forgotten? Well, I got bored you see and thought about how much I miss getting mail. I always liked getting mail when I was alive and why should I stop just because I'm dead? There was the little matter of the whole 'not being able to hold a quill' thing but I found a sweet house elf willing to act as a scribe. I was surprised that a house elf could write, but I suppose it makes sense. Our house elf at home, when I had a home and a physical body, read me bed time stories when i was a girl so they have got to at least be some sort of literate.
I was writing to reconnect, it's been an awful long time since we've seen each other, hasn't it? A few months since I've paid you a visit, maybe? I wonder if you've changed at all, maybe your hair is a bit longer. Mine's the same, because I'm dead. How's work going? You're an auror right? Have you left anyone else bleeding to death on the ground while you chase after an overgrown worm? No no, don't write that. No! Cross that out! What are you doing? Cross it out! Stop writing down what I say! Stop it, you overgrown gnome! Ugh! Oh well.
Anyway, how's Ginny? Alive, I bet. Some girls have all the luck. I hear things have been busy for the auror department anyway. Lots of Death Eater activity which is funny, because I could've sworn that's why you and your friends left me alone to die, the whole stopping You-Know-Who and his tacky tattooed legion of losers. I did have a slight ulterior motive, I don't know if you have any pull or anything but you are The Boy Who Lived When Lavender Died after all, but I wanted to visit Seamus in the hospital but they chased me out, threatened to go get the Ministry involved, something about scaring the patients by making them think about their death. Could you arrange something? I know it's not really him anymore but I still would like to sit with him awhile.
Yours,
Lavvy
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Harry Potter
