1 September 1894
Uncle Anthony,
Well, I made it to Hogwarts, and somehow managed to make it across the lake without dying. Why did no one warn me there were going to be boats when we got off the train? I didn't like it at all, and honestly I wanted to come right home, but I didn't. (Only because no one would let me, but that's not the point!) Ignacio sat in my boat, too. I miss you and Mama. And Tony and Artie. When do I get to see you all? Not until Christmas?
Love,
Charlie
Charlie
PS: Please don't be mad but I'm not a Ravenclaw.