Sin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged!
Give me my sin again.
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sirius,
Hello! first letter of 1977, isn't that crazy? Thank you again for making my birthday so special, it was nice to finally meet the friends you talk about so much other than marlene and lily.
Please also thank james again for me and tell him to pass that along to his mum and dad. They are very nice people and I'm so happy you're happy living with them, you seem so relaxed there!
Now, to the important bit—
I have given you the rest of the holidays to think on it, which song is your absolute favourite from abba's new album? I'm thinking either dancing queen or knowing me, knowing you.
lottie
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She did not only leave one letter under the sycamore tree that day. She hoped whoever knew to pick up Sirius' letters knew to give his brother one too.
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regulus,
I must say you have shocked me by replying! (in a good way of course). Though that is so very vague. what do you mean you do not know? Are you telling me you don't watch the telly?
charlotte thomas
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BY THE SYCAMORE TREE | regulus black
Fanfiction❝for never was a story of more woe than this of juliet and her romeo ❞ william shakespeare → Charlotte 'Lottie' Thomas didn't have an ounce of magic running through her body, not even in the tip of her pinky finger, yet Regulus Black regarded her...
