It was a long drive, but Emily managed to fair through the traffic and idiot muggle drivers. Seriously, for inventing cars, some muggles just could not drive them to save their own life. It was very ironic symmetry, Emily thought, very ironic. Still, as she put her car in park and stretched her legs, she gave herself a gpance over. Her hair was wind-swept from driving with her with the windows down, but the dark blonde, shoulder length locks looked natural that way. Her make-up was done in neautrl tones to highlight her eyes, and she stretched her back before giving her clothes a proper smoothing out. Her faded jeans clung to her legs and her black, knee -high boots, and her white tank top looked nice under her dark beige vest. She had on the only necklace she never took off, a silver chain with a silver dragon pendant.
After deeming herself presentable, she walked up to the door. She gave a sigh before giving her normal, loud knock to her cousin's door. She was glad to feel her cousin's arms around her, but she saw the red envelope flying out the window. "Some one piss you off, Sammy? I didn't think you would ever send someone a howler." She commented before kissing both of her cousin's cheeks.
"I didn't mean to drop in on you so early, but I figured, given the state of things, an early visit would be nice," she said, taking a seat at the kitchen table, "And I have some news."
This would be the part that would get her, Emily knew, but she also recalled that Sam had mentioned an English pen pal once or twice, so maybe that would work to her adgantage as well. It was well worth a shot, and she was sure her cousin wouldn't mind tagging along either. "I have gotten a job offer, in England, and I am considering it highly. Death Eaters have shown up in America, and I can't stand by while everything goes down in England. I have a friend there whose family is wonderful, but once he goes back to work, if he does, I can find a place to live." She paused, "I know how much you love your job, but I was hoping you would ce with me."
Emily gave Sam a moment to process everything, and she got up and fixed herself a cuppa. Tea with honey and sugar, just like her mom. She took a sip. "I know it is a lot to take in, but I hope you consider it. I would like for you to go, besides, don't you have a pen pal from England? Be a good way to meet them."
Emily allowed herself to quiet and let Sam think before seeing a similar red envelope on the table. That was unusual, very unusual, but she would ask about it soon enough.
~*~*~*~
George was rather glad that Charlie was finally home, and the hug was nice. "Howwas your flight?" George asked before he saw the letter and he smiled a bit. However, Fred took the liberty of answering the questions for George.
"She is just a friend, and iI am pretty sure George is scared of this girl's cousin. Her name is Sam something." Fred said, and George shot him a look.
"Samantha Carson, she is a sweet girl." He said, and he soon saw Molly come in with a beautiful paper swan.
"Charlie, this enchanting little thing just flew through the window for you." She smiled. "You still keep in touch with that girl? Have you met her yet?"
George couldn't help but to smile at his mother. Now he wasn't getting the million and one questions, he was. "Mum, the man just got in, let him settle." George chuckled.
Fred looked at Charlie now too. "Wait, so Georgie gets a girl to write to, and Charlie gets one too. Where's mine?" He pouted.
George laughed. "Poor Fred is jealous."
He headed up stairs and listened to the letter and smiled a bit before writing again.
Sam,
I loved your letter, absolutely amazing. But I do hope you consider coming. It would be fun, and we would finally get to meet. I have to go, got to give Charlie some hell.
-George
He sent the letter and headed down stairs.
(George's will get longer when they all get together.)