19th August, 1893

Mrs. Lupin,

[Generic pleasantries]. I regret dearly that we have not been properly introduced yet, but hope to remedy this now that I am returned to British shores!

Now to the reason of my rather unorthodox reaching out: it is my intention to offer a tea of sorts, so that the voters (and their wives) might get to interact with candidates for Minister of Magic en masse, and in a more relaxed setting than a debate or public forum. Ostensibly, this should not affect you in any particular way, but the rumour mill here in Hogsmeade is particularly productive, and I am given to believe that your husband, for all that his candidacy is not yet announced, intends to offer himself as an option. To this end, I hope ardently that you will entreat your husband to attend (the afternoon of Sunday, 3rd September).

Even should the grapevine have erred in Mr. Lupin's case, I do hope that you both will attend, as I think it will be a meaningful opportunity for the members of our society.

(And if he is intending to put his name forward, R.S.V.P no later than 28th August, that I might prepare appropriately for the candidates that are able to attend.)

I hope to meet you soon!