October 1st, 1890
Miss MacFusty,
I sincerely apologize if this letter seems forward or incredibly random, because it most certainly is, but I felt compelled to write anyway, despite it not being terribly proper of me.
I forget how your name came up, but it did and then it occurred to me that Ginger and I had not had the pleasure of running into you and stealing buttons as of late. I then realized in the aftermath of the quidditch cup, things had probably gotten a little askew. It is a poor excuse, so please forgive me yet again, for I am certainly delayed in inquiring, but I do hope you are fairing better after the unfortunate events of the match. I hope your brother is holding out alright as well.
Please do not feel obligated to reply, but I had to reach out for my own peace of mind.
Best Wishes,
Mr. E. Scamander
Tilda MacFustyMr. E. Scamander