I Solemnly Swear That I Am Up to No Good: Christmas

I was worried I wouldn't be able to get any of you your presents this year, but Pig showed up last night! So that's all right. Well, what I'm sending you isn't much, but I did them myself. And he delivered the things you all sent to me, but I'm saving 'em until tomorrow to open them. So I have something to look forward to, tomorrow.

It is hard to not be at Hogwarts at Christmas. But I have your presents, and I can talk with you on the journals, thanks to the lock. And the git's sister sent him a lot of bottles of the sort of liquor he likes, so he'll be real drunk tomorrow, which means it'll be quiet. So I'm grateful.

Happy Christmas, everyone.