June 25th, 1888
Edric,
My inconveniences are trivial compared to most, so I suppose I shouldn't complain. It would be nice if it weren't so hard to see you, but that is a whole set of problems in and of itself, outside the fog.
I fear this means you're not a quidditch fan? I'm not sure we can keep seeing one another. I nearly played in school, I'm actually quite good at it. Who said I'd go for a secretarial position? They have regular departmental employees. Who knows, maybe I'd just take the position to look at handsome quidditch players all day, since clearly we're not going to work out.
Yours,
Febs
Febs