This starts off kind of as a Christmas story since I started writing this around Christmas but will progress out of Christmas. Oh, and Ron may seem like a pretty shitty guy in this but it is a Theomione story.

Disclaimer: JK Rowling pretty much owns all these characters except for Serafina and Henry.

December 3, 2012

Dear Mr. Nott,

It is part of school project to write to people in Azkaban who have been good as kind of like a Christmas gift. I got you. They said you are in prison for being a death eater. Mummy told me what that is and then added she knew you. She said you weren't a death eater but one who associated with them and that your father and good friends were death eaters. She said you were smart but kind of an arse in school. Sorry, she then corrected herself and said git, but you weren't the biggest git. That position belonged to the ferret. Daddy yelled at mummy after this and called you and everyone like you bastards. He has a temper.

My name is Serafina and I am 7. I have a younger brother. He's 3 and named Henry, but mummy and I call him Rhys. Mummy and Rhys call me Finny. Dad hates both names. He'll either call us by our full names or Sera and Henrick(which had nothing to do with Henry's name!)

I hope you reply, Mr. Nott. You probably won't though. I don't even know if these letters will make it past the guards. What do you want for Christmas? Tell me later.

Sincerely, Serafina

December 5, 2012

Dear Serafina,

As you can see of my response, your letter made it past the guards. In my horrifying 13 years of imprisonment, your letter made me smile. I'm going to be honest Serafina(can I call you Fina or Finny or something shorter?), your mum is right. I'm in for association with death eaters but I don't bear the mark. Your mum sounds like a wonderful, smart woman whereas your dad sounds like an arse, scratch that, git. You shouldn't say words like arse until you reach double digits in age. Say git. I hope your brother is like you and your mum.

Do me a favor and never call me Mr. Nott ever again. Mr. Nott was my father and he was a humongous wanker and git. My name is Theodore, but you can call me Theo, and I am 32 years old. My birthday is a week away and I'll be 33! I've been here since I was 19 and I get out on my birthday.

I don't know what I want for Christmas. I never really got anything for Christmas because my birthday was so close. My mum use to give me a present on my birthday and then one on Christmas. She died when I was your age. It made me sad.

So I guess for Christmas, since I'm getting freedom for my birthday, I want you to spend time with your mum and little brother and enjoy them. Enjoy life, Serafina. Foolish mistakes get you in bad places, and you don't realize what's good till it's gone.

Sincerely, Theo

December 9, 2012

Dear Theo,

Your birthday is in three days! Also you can call me whatever you want, just not Sera. You are going to be old on your birthday. My mummy is as old as you. She helped me read your reply and said your wish for Christmas is a very good one. I told her I want to meet you. She said dad would be upset. So I want to meet you when you get out. We can go to dinner for your birthday.

Mum is laughing as I write this but she hasn't fully objected. It's sad that your mum died when you were young. I don't know what I'd do without mum. I wouldn't want it to be just me and dad and Rhys. I'd be okay with just me and mum and Rhys. Mummy just glared at me for that but it's true.

Congratulations on a good birthday present Theo! I will make sure your Christmas wish comes true too.

Sincerely, Serafina

December 11, 2012

Dear Fina(I like Fina over any of the other options I came up with),

If it is alright with your mother, I'd love to meet you and her and even your brother. I would prefer your father to not be there. It'd be a nice birthday gift. I am particularly interested in seeing you mother because she would've either been in my year at Hogwarts or the year above, meaning I would definitely know her.

I remember from my trial going to muggle London and eating at this small restaurant that is across from the Thames. The view is beautiful. It's called Little Plate. I'll be there at six. If you come with your mum, I still look like I used to. Well, my hair is a little longer but I plan to get a haircut before hand. I understand if you don't come but I would like to continue our writing.

I consider you my only friend since I don't know what happened to the other two people I called friends.

Sincerely, Theo