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Dear Ella, I can't stop thinking about you. ... Ron sighed and crumpled up the paper, tossing it into his bin. Dear Ella, I am, indeed, dying of loneliness without you. He repeated the action a few more times, unable to find the words. Only an hour later he was satisfied with his letter. Dear Ella, Alright, yes, you've convinced me. I will visit Wales. And yes, we've calculated how far my house is from yours before, the numbers just stuck with me. I know you'd drive here from Hogwarts before you apparate, so don't get cheeky with me. No need to, anyway, you're right as always. Dad is chuffed to bits to come pick you up, more than he is about the wedding. Mum has gone absolutely mental, mind. She's already talking about stuff you and Hermione will do when you get here. Enjoy your time, while you can. I promise I will come see your dog, one day. You don't have to be around, I'll be there just for him. Do bring that MP3 thingy, if it's as wicked as the other one... A runman? Walkmuggle? You know, that box you listened to music with. Only 12 more days and you'll blush right in front of me. Ron ART IN THE COVER by @its.elart on Instagram
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