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Lislchen 
Holly.
It was weird writing a letter to his sister. He couldn't remember a single day they'd been apart for more than a couple of hours before he'd come to Hogwarts. And now he was supposed to write her a LETTER? What was he even supposed to say? Cameron didn't like writing letters. They were so...impersonal. He didn't understand the appeal. He preferred talking to people. Or writing down his own thoughts. But not writing TO other people. It always seemed so forced.
Was Holly even the right way to start this?
Frowning he leaned back against the wall of the treehouse and eyed the parchment in front of him. This was weird. Maybe he could just talk to her tonight instead. Maybe they could move their mirror call to today. Because honestly, this letter writing wasn't happening. There was literally nothing he could think of to write. Nothing.
He should probably use his time for something more productive.
"Who is Holly?"
Junia could be quite sneaky when she wanted to be and the expression on the younger boy's face had made the brunette curious. What
was he up to that made him look like
that? She was obviously going to find out and so she'd sat down beside him silently and peeked at his parchment. He was super young, so there was no way it was a girlfriend or anything. That left a friend, sibling, or his mum, though calling her mum by her first name would've meant punishment.
P.S., she recognized the boy as the one she'd met over the summer. The Quidditch enthusiast, yes? He was okay in her book.