The laughter grated in his ears.

Hope you're enjoying your holiday, Percy.

He screwed up the parchment in his hands, twisting until his knuckles were white.

We thought of you while we were away, and decided that you could really use a little time in the sun. The letter's set to portkey you back in about a week, so don't lose it.

His fingers itched for his wand, which had been snatched from his grasp by the twins' beastly messenger upon their arrival. He glared up at it furiously.

The kookaburra maintained its position perched overhead, and kept on laughing.

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