Bet you never thought you'd have to hide from my wretched brother, but I can see you skulking behind the shelves.

You don't suppose what he bought had anything to do with Voldemort's 'birthday'? Though why he'd need crockery for that is beyond me.

And it's interesting that my cousin objects to her name. I have to say I hadn't noticed in her letters, but perhaps it's just that she feels comfortable telling you her preference. You have that avuncular effect on people, as I recall.