I have enclosed a recent photograph of Jameson, taken for the Christmas holidays. I apologize for his squirminess; he is not a lad who is overjoyed by the prospect of sitting still!

You will forgive me, I hope, for my overabundance of caution, but if we might meet in muggle London—perhaps St. James’ Park?—I think I should be most comfortable as will, I hope, you. Magical society, in my own experience, comes equipped with an abundance of prying eyes, and I should be loath to place any more pressure upon yourself or the children than is strictly-speaking necessary.

I have attached a series of dates for next month that would work well for me. Please confirm your own availability at your earliest convenience.

Sincerely,