Reginald is a lot like Basil, both the good and the bad, although I suppose you already know that. They are too focused on their own lives to be bothered to pick up a quill, (although I surprised that Reginald ignores you, given that he always had a quill in his possession) and only come around when they need something. It is, I fear, the downfall of being the eldest. They have a lot less responsibility and as such, lead lives that others would frown upon. I can't speak upon if he's happy, but he spends a lot of time with the Prewett boy, but the do work together as well. Crime and Politics - I guess you did scare him away from Quidditch. Collect whatever trinkets, and I will deliver to whomever. The boys are interested in adventure stories. (I would lump your brother in with the boys in this instance.)

Your cat would beat up Merlin for no reason. I will bring him, and we will see who is victorious. He has quite a bite to him, and he is not a gentleman in the slightest when it comes to females, unless of course she is female and has treats to feed him. He has lost a bit of weight.

I will bear news, I promise, but I shall save it for when we are in person. This week works perfectly. Send a portkey, and I will be there on the morning on Friday, after breakfast. Paris sounds like a treat, and I look forward to seeing how it compares to London, and what I may find in Paris that keeps its hold on you.

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