Marly Muffin Head,

Good. They're Mum's - I thought you lot might like it if I brought a batch here with me. But you're not getting any until you get your butt off your broom and into the dorms, you quidditch-crazy chicken (and might I just point out that we share a dorm with Mary Macdonald; half of the brownies are already gone).

Dear Marly,

I miss you, woman! Get your cute little quidditch-playing bum up to the dormitory sometime this week or you'll miss out on brownies !