Dearest Dolly,

Believe me, nothing is worth the forehead wrinkles. Not the Coming Out Ball, not my NEWTs, nothing. I do have to admit, I did not think about even more extravagant proceedings than the Coming Out Ball. I suppose when one is still in school, you should think more about school and that Ball than the ones afterwards. Needn't stress out too terribly much. How is Gabriel? Is he doing well?

Simply yours,