I hope this letter is received welcomely, though it has been quite a while. I heard from my colleagues in the Department of Magical Transportation (among other sources) that the train to Hogwarts had broken down, so I hope you were alright. I was otherwise occupied with a malfunctioning fireplace, but the Portkey Office was rather active, or so I hear. Besides, I think nobody would have listened to me even if I were there. I resemble a student too much. Perhaps I would've gotten away with pretending to be a prefect, if the first and second years would have listened to me.

Are you excited to begin your OWL year? I remember feeling rather nervous going into mine. I will admit that I miss being at Hogwarts. Both because of the people and the building itself. It's rather easy to get lost inside the Ministry, and I had just gotten used to the castle's many hallways, and besides that most people here are a bit older than I am. It's like being a first year again, but my parents are both rather pleased about me being a Ministry boy man worker. I feel like I don't do too much, but then again, I suppose that if there was nobody in the Floo Network Authority we'd have to be pulling strangers from people's fireplaces and redirecting them, so there really wouldn't be too much of a use for the Floo Network in the first place. I've only started travelling by Floo recently, since the powder does get rather expensive, but it's necessary to go all the way to London quickly enough, at least until I get my Apparation license, which might take a while since I haven't even started classes yet.

My apologies for having rambled for a bit! It's been a while since I've had conversation (or letters) with someone around our own age. I do spend quite a bit more time at work than I thought I might. I hope to hear from you as soon as is convenient,