Justin Finch-Fletchley

Hullo, Wife.

I don't suppose you're awake at this hour.

It's one of those times where if we were really able to live as a married couple, I'd come home in the dead of night and you'd be sleeping sound and I could curl round you and feel you breathing and that would make everything all right, what.

As it is I've got to make do with Jack. And he's not much in the mood to be cuddled, tonight, I'm afraid. Too hot, probably.

I say, three days and we'll be on the train. I can wait. I promise I shan't even embarrass us both when I do see you.

I'll be all right. I only wanted to tell you I love you.

Always your,

-Justin

Ron,

I say, best wishes tomorrow on your retest! I'm sure you'll ace it this time round, what.

I stayed at Grimmauld again last night. Sirius and I talked more about my plans for the summer. I've written to Mr Pontner to confirm that I do want to go back to the Ministry and I've already informed the Jugsons I'll be moving out. I wanted to talk to Sirius about how he made arrangements when he was younger, what, although he pointed out that he got his first flat before he was even of age.

In any case, we talked about my living at Grimmauld most of the time but agreed I shall need an official address, and I was thinking.... What would you say to being flatmates?

I'll be able to pay most of the rent, what, out of my monthly allotment, so you'd only have your own expenses. And those might well be covered by the stipend. I thought, if you're serving with the Aurors, you shan't want to Floo or Apparate all the way to Ottery St Catchpole every day. Staying somewhere in New London would be loads more convenient, what. Besides, if I spend most of my evenings at Grimmauld, then you and Sally-Anne would have the run of the flat, if you follow me. I mean to say, she'll likely be staying with Pansy but you might want more privacy than either Pansy's or your mother's could afford.

And that way, the flat will be occupied most nights, in case anyone from the Ministry comes looking.

I say, you're not allergic to cats, are you? Only Hydra had Draco bring me our cat so her brother wouldn't claim him for his own, what, and he'll have to come along wherever I move. (I had him with me at Grimmauld last night. Ordinarily he helps me sleep, what, but last night I think he was bally well irritated that we'd introduced him to two new environments in a day. Unfortunately he expressed his displeasure by means of spraying one corner of my dresser, what! But that's not normal for him.)

Think about it, old man. If you decide you don't want to leave the Burrow, I say, that's perfectly understandable.

I'm off to Saltash again. I was there for a few hours this morning, came back to Moddey for lunch and I'll likely stay until supper, what, or even later if it's needed.

-Justin

Sirius,

I've been reading back through the Order conversations and I wanted to ask... do you think we might be able to get a message to my mother? Perhaps someone could give a letter to that Aleks chap who meets you at the solstice--I say, that's this Friday, isn't it?--and he might send it through the Muggle post, what? I'd like to let her know that everything's all right.

I'm not going to be allowed to leave the Jugsons' house for a few days (don't worry about it; just a misunderstanding about their servant...and Hydra's cat), but I could certainly send you the letter via owl.

If it's too late to arrange anything of that sort, I'm sure it'll keep. And of course, it goes without saying that if you think it's too dangerous, I'll of course defer to that judgement.

I...know she can't reply, what, but...well, I have quite a lot to tell her. About Hydra and...everything. Which is why I thought handing it across the wards would be the safest way, so it shan't be intercepted.

What do you think?

-Justin