Dear Harry,

What a dramatic entrance! You and Weasley came in a flying car all the way from London? No wonder I could not find you on the train. Draco went to find you on the train, so that he could boast and tease, and I of course had to follow.  

He ended up just insulting Granger and walking out. She gave us a glare; there goes my hope of having friendly terms with her. 

Did you see the new DADA teacher? Lockhart! Some girls were pointing and giggling. Seriously? Out of all the people in this world Lockhart? 

I don't really think he did any of the things written his book. The great wizard Dumbledore itself, did not do all that. Do you really think a stuck up, arrogant person like him could achieve that?

You're holidays might have gone wonderful right? Even  though maybe you don't like to be called that, you are the saviour of the Wizarding World. It might be awesome back at your home. I heard from someone that you live with your Aunt, Uncle and cousin. 

You might have been having fun with your cousin, sharing stories of Hogwarts with them, and making your aunt and uncle proud. 

Whereas, I'm stuck at home. Bored, lonely. Mum and father are not that proud of me. I'm not the top of the class, that's Granger. They don't want to hear my stories at Hogwarts; the stories of me helping 'blood traitors' and 'mudbloods' as they call it. Draco had gone to France along with Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy, for they had some urgent work there. 

Hope you will have a wonderful year ahead. (And maybe that includes not being in the hospital at the end of the year.)

Yours Truly,

Cordelia.D