December 5th, 1977
I was planning to come see you this weekend, but your darling Headmaster says he prefers no outside visitors. He says you are under 'restrictions'. How lovely. I rather thinks he's afraid of me, don't you? Maybe I'm a bad influence on you.
Do you think I'm a bad influence on you, Rabastan?
Rodolphus was quite amused by your most recent adventure, but never tell him I said that. Actually, he just looked over my shoulder and he said that I'll give you a big head. I think that's the goal, really, but don't get too full of yourself, darling.
I was planning on bringing your birthday gift with me when I came to visit. It's not really something I can suitably send by owl. It will have to wait until Christmas, I guess. We do miss you around here. I have a great many plans for the holidays. I think you will be most pleased.
Terribly sorry that I can't come visit you. And I was so looking forward to publicly chiding you. I think you would have enjoyed it too.
Your loving sister,
Current Mood: flirty
I'm just out of detention now. I didn't know there were so many chamber pots in the hospital wing. Surely this sort of thing is beneath me? I mean, the mudbloods are probably used to cleaning things by hand but it's really disgusting. Thanks for the tip, though, I'll be sure to mention it to him next time I'm talking to him.
By the way, Bellatrix. Those suggestions? You are officially my favourite Black-Lestrange. I will take them under advisement.
I hope to see you sooner, rather than later.
Your brother's asleep now. I've worn him out. Pity.
I do look forward to seeing you again.