
17th August 1976
Hi beautiful redhead,
How are you today? I wrote you five days ago and all our friends (in reality Remus, Lene, Lice, and Mary, but it was more dramatic) have received a self-explanatory letter.
I don't know if it is for what I've told you, or not. But I have to thank you, you made me really happy, even if I didn't receive a letter from you.
Your letters, anyway were...suspicious, you know?
Not that you texted them, but what you've written in them. I know that "I don't know you at all", all right, I understand that, but those letters were soooo repetitive! And you're not a repetitive person. How can I say it? Regardless of what you think, I know you, a little bit.
I'm writing to you to thank you. Even for wishing Lene a happy birthday. She was so relieved that you remembered!
Now. How are you? Why you're so distant?
I know you will not answer, but it was worth a try, wasn't it?
I'm fine, btw, I'm just missing you a lot. A lot. Like I miss playing Quidditch, no, even more. Much more compared to a Quidditch match.
I'll leave you now.
Lots of love and always yours,
J.F.P.