Merlin, for what it was worth, seemed to be pouting at Atticus when he went to the owlery to have the package delivered. He’d tried explaining to him that he was simply too small; a scops owl could never handle a package that large, even one that was fitter, but Merlin wasn’t having it. Then again, the owl knew he would get some kind of treat for delivering it and on his current diet he was more eager than ever to deliver anything.

The box was considerably large but he had spared no expense for his cousin; filled with boxes of her favorite teas, snacks and candy, Atticus had also snuck in a few trinkets for her eighteenth birthday. A new fan for her debut, courtesy of his own mother, a new potions book he’d gone to Paris for a few days prior, and a golden ravenclaw pendant to wear around in case she missed her days at Hogwarts. Tapping the box with his wand, he cast a spell to have an explosion of paper confetti upon the box’s opening. Poppy would be mortified and the thought made him laugh.

Merlin, still pouting, was handed the letter to deliver along with a small piece of bread. Together he and the larger owl took off toward Hogwarts.

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I understand today is a very important day for you. Happy birthday, my dear cousin. We will celebrate accordingly. I know your Hogsmeade weekend is this Saturday, and I would be honored if you were to join me for the horse races on Sunday. I have permission to sign you out. Consider it the last portion of your birthday gift from me.

Your cousin,

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