LETTERS

Aunt Sage,
Quidditch. Was. Canceled. I'm so angry. I'm glad Oliver Wood's not here to see this—he'd have a stroke.
Sirius has been keeping in touch as much as he can, but I can tell he misses you.
Also, I'm sure Anna-Lee has told you by now, but Madeleine was made Prefect. She keeps threatening to take house points from Gryffindor. It's annoying, honestly.
I asked Professor Moody about you. He got all confused, which is weird, because you technically work for him, right? I dunno. This year is strange.
Quidditch was canceled this year because of the Triwizard Tournament, apparently. It sounds cool, but a bunch of kids from Durmstrang and Beauxbatons are going to be staying in the castle. I'm irritated. (Watch me somehow get roped into participating, even though only those who are seventeen and up are allowed to join.)
Anyway, miss you tons. Maybe you can come up and watch some of the Tournament tasks with me!
Tell everyone I say hi.
Love you.
Sincerely,
Harry Potter
PS: some dark wizards at the Quidditch World Cup cast a Dark Mark in the sky. It kind of looked like that tattoo you hide all the time. Mr. Weasley told me not to tell you because it'd worry you too much.

Aunt Sage,
Happy late birthday/Halloween! I know you hate your birthday, but I've come to the conclusion that I will be wishing you a happy birthday regardless.
Also, you're going to be quite mad at me, but someone entered my name into the Triwizard Tournament, and I was selected. Please don't be mad, I promise I've got nothing to do with it. I've already begged Professor Dumbledore to let me out of it, since I'm only fourteen and the age limit is seventeen, but he said there was nothing he could do. I'm sorry.
The first task is on 24 November. You're more than welcome to come watch. I'd honestly prefer it if you were there.
Ron and Hermione send their hello's.
Love you.
Sincerely,
Harry Potter