Dora scratched her head as she quickly scanned through the post of the day. "Wow," she muttered to herself, studying one particular piece in her hands. She bit her lip and found herself smiling at the pictures included on Draco and Tracey's announcement.
She began rummaging around her small kitchen for a quill. "Lucky bastard..."
Dear Draco,
Congratulations, I'm so glad Scorpius is healthy and I hope Tracey's doing alright as well.
He'd be my... what, second cousin? Aye, something like that. Mayhap I'll come by and see him eventually, if you don't object too heavily.