Forgive me for the presumption of writing to you, out of the blue like this – but I hope this letter finds you well.

I just wanted to reiterate my thanks for what you did for me, at about this time last year. For all that you did on the day I remember, and anything you remember on the day that I don’t.

I am not in Hogsmeade at the moment, having taken a leave of absence from my work, so am not likely to be able to say it in person to you – but I wanted you to know that I have not forgotten what you said. And, for what it’s worth, I have had time recently to think over things and am still trying to take your advice – to hopefully, in the future, not find myself so near to that precipice again.

I only wish I had some better way to thank you.


P.S. If I recall correctly, from the Prophet notices – a belated congratulations on the birth of your son.

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