Daffy

A wedding? Who is getting married? Please don't say you're playing a trick on me, Daffy, I didn't mean what I said about Mr. Honeyduke at Christmas time. I'm still so embarrassed every time I think about that.

About the idea of a garden, I wouldn't have thought Professor Skeeter would let just any student plant there. Maybe when I'm an upper year, I shall ask him. I will try not to mourn my idea of a Garden of the Heights, that's the name I thought up for it you see, for too long. It really could have been beautiful. I will just grow a clipping of one of the grounds flowers in my window as a poor substitute.

And I shall visit your Garden of the Heights instead, then! If you don't have a name for it yet, then I respectfully submit that one. And if you do, then I shall simply carry it in my heart when I visit, sometime this summer of course. The smog won't bother so much in the presence of so many beautiful foliage as I'm sure surrounds you in there.

Thank you for the well-wishes. I make sure to study as diligently as I can. Sometimes it's hard, especially knowing that Papa expects so much of me here. OWLs are just two years away, but they feel so close and I am so underprepared. I've decided I want to pass all my courses with at least an A this year. That way it gives me two whole terms to get them all up to an E.

Which means I must send this now rather than taking more time from my studies.

All my best to you and your garden,
Millie

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