Imogen turned the envelope over in her hands and narrowed her eyes at the surname scrolled where a return address would normally be.
Malfoy.
She glared after the postman's rickety delivery truck as it rolled away down her drive and then tromped back inside, post in hand.
"Well, what'd we get?" Sal demanded of her when she reentered the house and shook the cold and snow from her person.
"Well, I haven't opened it yet, now have I?" she spat at him. Sal muttered something rude and rolled his eyes as his wife scowled at him briefly before slipping a finger into the top of the envelope to open it.
She pulled from it a plain, white card and unfolded it to find a hand written note.
"Well?" Jett piped up, from the place he occupied on the couch.
"It's from Hermione," she said.
"What the hell does she want?" Sal sneered.
Imogen held the card up and read it out loud.
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"Dearest Sal, Imogen, and Jett,
Thank you for offering us an invitation to stay with you over the Christmas holiday. We regret to inform you that we will be unable to attend as we've decided to extend our honeymoon indefinitely. Please pass our warmest regards to the rest of the family and we wish you all the happiest of Christmases.
Sincerely,
Draco and Hermione"
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Imogen hummed at the letter and then pulled from the envelope a second card. She stared at the colorful montage of images of Draco and Hermione laughing and smiling together in various tropical settings.
"I thought you said you weren't inviting them this year after the way they left last year," Jett said with a confused frown.
"She didn't you imbecile," Sal snapped at him. "The little bint was being sarcastic."
Jett looked put out at having been insulted by his father but said nothing more as Imogen covertly smiled down at the cards in her hands.
"Well played, love," she whispered.
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