Regards, Draco

On the second day of Christmas the house elves gave to me...... Another card?? I thought I paid them better than this.... 

On the first day of Christmas, the house elves gave to me... 2013 Regards Draco Christmas cards (part one).

Greetings, muggles. As you can see, the house elves have been hard at work--and pictured above isn't even a third of the cards you all ordered. Sets are being sorted, artists are being rewarded with cold pizza--that's what you call it, right? Pizza?--even though they've made a mess of the antique dining room table. It's more expensive than their lives. Mother shall be cross.

By tomorrow some of your sets of cards should begin crawling along the inefficient system you muggles call a postal service and towards your homes, and this blog will start to resume the answering of your truly awful questions. (Questions are still open...... leave them here.) 

If you still would like to order a set for yourself, there's still time. The shop closes this Sunday, the 9th, at 11:59 PM (EST). 

Bells on bob-tail ring, Making spirits bright, What fun it is to ride and sing...

ABOUT BEING BETTER THAN ALL YOU PEASANTS TONIIIGHT!!

Laughing all the way;

Because you're an orphan, Potter.

Over the fields we go,

On my Firebolt One Million (that's because it cost a million galleons Potter) (and I have two of them) (I'm THAT rich)

DRACO ISN'T LETTING US USE HIS OWLS.

HE SAYS HE DOESN'T WANT OUR FILTHY MUGGLE HANDS ALL OVER HIS PRECIOUS BABIES.

HE KEEPS US IN HIS CELLAR AND ONLY LETS US OUT ONCE A WEEK.

HE FEEDS US ONLY EXPIRED CAVIAR AND BURNT COFFEE

PLEASE

HELP US—