March 10 , 1890
— Diana —
Ice cream sounds lovely, Diana. If you bring sweets, you'll have to bring some of cook's. I miss her pastries like nothing else. I do not think the food at Hogwarts could ever compair. But I suppose it is for the best I cannot have her sweets every day or I would gain so much weight. I'd have to get another wardrobe.
I think I would rather just do a year at Pendergast than have to repeat a year at Hogwarts. Having to move down a dorm and watch all my friends graduate would be so humiliating. I may be intelligent, but I'm certainly not book smart like you and Henry. The hat didn't make a mistake not placing me in Ravenclaw. I am just more comfortable socializing and hosting than I would ever be writing essays or reading about magic theory.
You would look lovely in white, Di, and you know mother only pushes you because she wants what is best for us. She wants to see you well cared for, even after they are gone, and happy, that is why she nags you about finding a husband. She cares, she just does not express it well. But thank you, I am glad we have this weekend. Tell Mother that I look forward to seeing her but I will write to her before then.
Thank you, Di. Like I said before, the life of a society woman is all I think I'm suited for. I would never make it if I had to work in the ministry. Maybe as a healer, but I wouldn't have the N.E.W.T.s for it. I'm taking Astronomy, Herbology, Divination, Ancient Runes, and COMC. What in the world would I do with that? So I worry. But everything will work out right?
Yes, it is still nightfall. Seeing you at two would work perfectly!
Missing you always,
— Octavia Rose —