I'm sorry, Love, I didn't see your last letter until this morning. I fell asleep early last night, it was a long day. I spent it with Fortuna working on her new exhibit for the museum. Which coincidentally, would have been my excuse to come see you today, but I doubt my mother would buy that two days in a row. I'm trying to not drive her to drink- or make her suspicious.

Without my wand it's incredibly difficult to get out of the house unnoticed. Mr. Ollivander said it would be ready tomorrow. I'm sorry, Love. It would have been wonderful just to spend the day together.