The familiar ugly handwriting made Harry laugh out loud. But as he ran his fingers over the words, the boy who had been alone for over half a month and had begun to miss life at Hogwarts and his friends terribly felt a sudden warmth in his heart.
He gently broke the seal on the envelope and, as though handling a fragile treasure, tipped out the thick stack of parchment inside and carefully unfolded it to read.
Ron's complaints began right from the start:
[Glad to get your letter, Harry. You saved me from hell. Using my reply to you as an excuse, I finally escaped Ginny, Mum, Vaughn, and Hermione's clutches. Merlin, you'd never imagine there could be a day when—I actually thought going out was painful!]
"Hermione?"
Harry froze for a moment before remembering that Ron had mentioned before the holidays that Vaughn had invited the Granger family to stay at The Burrow over the summer.
"Ah, they've already gone?"
Muttering to himself with a touch of envy, Harry continued reading Ron's letter. Though Ron had begun with a few complaints, Harry could tell that he was actually quite happy:
[...We gave Hermione and her mum and dad a warm welcome at The Burrow. Mr. Granger is a very gentle and refined man, completely unlike my dad, but whenever football comes up, he immediately gets excited and crazy. You have no idea—when I asked whether twenty people chasing a ball around a field was boring, his eyes bulged like he wanted to eat me...]
[Mrs. Granger is a lot like Mum. She loves strange topics that make you wonder whether you're a normal person, and she loves shopping too... Fred says all middle-aged women are like that. It's terrifying to think about. Will Hermione and Ginny turn out