I must confessed I was surprised, but pleased, to receive a letter from you after all this time. Thank you for thinking of me. It seems like an eternity has passed since we last roamed the halls of the castle and I must confess that your map has come in handy on more than one occasion.

The train ordeal was more emotionally taxing than anything else, so we'll all pull through okay. Some of the younger children were frightened, some held parties late into the night in their cars. I'm pleased to report there were no injuries, though, so at least we have that.

I can imagine your department has been quite busy in the aftermath. Has anyone said what caused the train to stop? Do you enjoy your work? It is, as you said, an important part of our infrastructure and I stand with your parents in being happy for your success. Is there room for growth? Perhaps you may use this as a stepping stone into something even greater.

I can't say I'm excited for this school year. Every day feels more important than the last, and the pressure to succeed on my OWLs is overwhelming at best. I also still haven't decidee what I will do after leaving school. A medi-witch seems the obvious route, but it doesn't seem as fulfilling as being a healer might have been. A friend of mine put me in touch with a woman who worked as a traveling healer. I'm hoping tk have more details from her in time.

I do hope you are well and, please, feel free to write whenever the loneliness of your new life seems to be too much. Us dropouts need to stick together, you know? Besides, I might be working alongside you next year if I don't manage to work out another plan.