April 30th, 1892
Dearest Ida,
Spring is in the air and I am both dreading the end of the term and wishing it wouldn't end. I think I would rather sit through ten NEWT exams than go through this upcoming debut season. I simply cannot. In fact I know I would rather go abroad and live with a spinster aunt and spend all my time reading and wandering country streets than stumble my way through the social season. Even with my cousins to guide me, it's going to be miserable.
How are you? Are you prepared for your exams? This must be such an exciting time to be a seventh year at Hogwarts. I wish I was there with you! Please let me know how everything goes! I miss you!