Dear Fred.

Remember our bet? Well let’s just say we’re even. I am now Mrs Louisa Weasley. The thing is I obviously didn’t marry you and I didn’t end up Mrs G Weasley either. If you meet a woman like me tell her I miss her and if you meet my father make sure you get really angry and scream at him. Full permission to put a dung bomb by his corps. Tell him how he was stupid and arrogant and hurt people that loved him. Wait for George. I know he’ll follow you.

Love Loo. Xxx