November 7th, 1892
Dear Calla,
Oh, Peeves! What a disaster that caused. Perhaps next year you ought to stash some sweets in your dorm in case he makes a second attempt of locking you downstairs. Vanishing stairs -particularly Hogwart's moving staircases - would require an excessive amount of magic, perhaps they were simply obscured? Did anyone try walking where they were to see if they were simply invisible? I daresay, I don't miss Peeves.
That's alright. Even if I could source all the ingredients, I doubt I'd be able to replicate the recipe with much success. The disappointment of failing would be another difficult concept to accept.
I hope you continue to have an enjoyable school year with this new professor. I'm rather impressed with Headmaster Black for hiring a woman for such a hand's on class. It's very empowering for women like you and I and so very unlike such a strict, traditional man. Perhaps the times truly are changing! Did I tell you I treated a woman at the ministry wearing trousers! Not even bloomers but pants like Edison or Cameron might wear! It was jarring to see but now I cannot stop thinking of how much more practical that would be for working in the field.
My nightmares largely consisted of being in a house of mirrors of sorts and them suddenly appearing and reappearing. I don't find them cute at all but quite freaky! Maybe it's more of my not enjoying things I cannot see. I don't know, just please - no demiguises. And yes, we can work out our visit details closer to Christmas!
Well, if you do decide to move out after graduation and I'm living somewhere other than the farm that's suitable for you (unlikely, but you never know!) perhaps we can rent somewhere together. Maybe Sloane could even be enticed to join us! I can't see Sisse or Maddy abandoning tradition so severely, but maybe she would join us for weekly dinners or a sleepover. What a fun daydream that is to consider.
It isn't foolish or naive to dislike the changes happening within our friend group. I'm actually quite envious of your hopefulness. I think the relationships will equal out to the effort put into maintain them. Like I wouldn't consider Cameron a friend anymore, but that's because of the silence that has existed between us for the better part of two years now. If you make the effort, if you write letters and arrange visits and attend to those you still hold dear then you will be eighty-five and laughing around a table. It's all a matter of effort now, we can no longer rely on convenience.
You'll do great at your classes - I know it. And art will always be there after graduation. It's better to absorb as much of your education as you can while you have the access to it. I'm sure you're doing great! And I look forward to gardening with you again come Christmas.
The treats aren't from Honeydukes but a muggle sweetshop I found in London. Do let me know if you enjoy them! Happy almost birthday, dearest Calla.
Yours Most Sincerely,
Alice
Alice