Wedding Wreaths and the Ties that Bind

22 December, 2025

Colin

We need to talk! I'm sorry I squashed your nuts into mince last summer, but you kind of deserved it. Like. Not really that sorry. You should have seen the look on your face! You really upset me. You know how much I want to marry you, and I'm holding you to your word. In between all the snogs summer before last, you said you could hardly wait until we could get married!

Well?

Guess what!

I'm 17 now! And you'll be 16 soon, so we can absolutely get married! I can hardly wait! So. Anyway. You never answered my question, before you so rudely transfigured my shirt into some kind of snake. Next time you do something stupid, McCoire, it'll be chestnuts roasting on an open fire. Believe me. So, who --- or what --- is an "emmy". I've heard from mutual friends that you're involved in some kind tryst with a MUDBLOOD. Is that really so?

An actual Mudblood! What's gotten into that pretty green eyed head of yours? Colin, my love, you can do much better than that! I'll bet she's an ugly hag and stupider than a mountain troll! What do you see in her anyway? I heard from our friends that you had got a serious case of hag slugs. Is she a good snogger?

Listen. I'll find you around Yule. Don't worry, sweet love, I know where you'll be!

Love and Kisses

Lark!