Myrtle took the envelope carefully, as if she expected some sort of trick. She nodded though, when Verity spoke of a camping trip. “It’s too cold for that. Mama never let me go camping back home, it wasn’t for girls.” Myrtle was not judging Verity, but simply stating a fact as she often did with Draco. She carefully opened the letter and looked at it.
“Draco Malfoy takes very good care of me.” Myrtle said pointedly. She knew there were those who had an issue with Draco, and she thought they were stupid. She crossed her arms over her chest and watched the woman carefully. “I like s’mores.”