[OOC: Written in a shaky hand, very unlike Pansy's normal, neat script.]
Draco, maybe you and Greg should come by tomorrow. Mummy and I have had a terribly long day.
PRIVATE: She scrubbed my hands until they bled and they're still black. She says we should sue the Daily Prophet for damages but I don't want anyone to know. Oh, I hope Draco doesn't come by. Mummy is going to buy me some gloves tomorrow, but oh, Merlin they look horrible! This is the worst Christmas ever.