Dear Mr A,

At the moment I find myself reading anything I can get my hands on simply to alleviate the boredom. I always believed that my days were filled with indolence but until this fog I had not realised how much I love being out of doors with friends. Even attending a ball would be a thrill, though I promise I would not force you to dance!

Instead I have steadily made my way through my father’s amusing muggle novels (he thinks they’re hidden well!) and all my aunt’s books on etiquette (there are quite a few!) and neither has managed to amuse me for long.

And how do you occupy your time, Mr A?

Yours sincerely,