Chapter Thirty Two: Trust No One

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Dear Aries,

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Dear Aries,

Thanks for Harry's birthday present, his new Quidditch robes go with the broomstick Sirius got him. Hope you're alright, Lils and I haven't heard from Pete in a while, is he doing okay?

I sent a letter to Dorcas a few days ago. She seems to be doing well despite everything with Marlene and her family, she said she stayed with you for a few weeks and now she's back home. I just wish we could visit her.

Merlin I miss you all so much, and so does Lily, the most we get to see is Bathilda Bagshot. She's not too bad but staying in this house is draining, can't wait till this is all over.

Be safe,

Love James.

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To Aries,

How is it in cold rainy England? It's actually Spring here. It's so weird, anyway I just wanted to send a postcard because you asked me too. I hope you're alright and I am still in search of someone that makes a milkshake as good as you. It's really hard, you'd think a country this hot would have milkshakes everywhere but they don't :(

Don't have too much fun without me there, and say hi to the band and Angelika,

From Leo

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"Leo says hi." Aries said, sticking the postcard onto the fridge.

"I bet he's getting a nice summer tan." Simon said enviously as he looked out the window, it was currently raining which it had been for a week straight. "Ugh when I am rich I am leaving the UK and never coming back."

"I agree, I wanna live in The Bahamas." Viktoria said, peeling an orange.

"Is that your dinner?" Simon asked.

She nodded whilst eating a segment.

He shook his head and pulled out a pan from the cupboard. "I'm making you dinner."

Viktoria smiled as she whispered to Aries. "I did it on purpose, I really didn't want to cook tonight."

Aries shook her head. "You're terrible."

"I prefer smart and I'm saving money. One step closer to The Bahamas."

Angelika walked into the house from the front door, she placed her bag onto the sofa.

"Where have you been?" Viktoria questioned.

"Out."

"Where?"

"Just out Vik." Angelika rolled her eyes, pulling apple juice out of the fridge.

"You're wearing mascara- oh my gosh you went on a date!"

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