Dear Ms. Alice Dawson,

I haven't heard the cause. Like most Hogsmeade tragedies, it seems to have be swept under the rug in favor of other, less important gossip. I agree, that family deserves recompense.

If you aren't able to make it to the library this summer, perhaps I can try and convince Mother to accompany us there over the holidays? She is often in London, after all since she works for the Ministry.

I'm not so sure I would learn to manage. It is not the growing up I fear, but the prospect that our friendships may dissolve as we all head off into adulthood. I do not wish for it to occur, but it is a distinct possibility. Whether you end up in the Americas or remain in Ireland, I will still endeavor to remain in contact, regardless of what happens. You are my dearest my closest friend.

Yes, a traveling healer. It seems she accompanied her husband off on his ventures and acted as his group's healer. His research partners tried to dissuade him, but he refused to embark on any trips unless she joined them. He didn't trust anyone else with his life, and, from what her husband has said, it sounds like it was a wise decision. Not that she would boast about such things. I have left her your information. She has promised to write within the month.

I am counting down the days until we see one another.

Your Friend Always,
Mr. Edison Moony