April 1, 1893
My Dearest Poppy,
Are you back in Hogsmeade? I just read the Daily Prophet and there is Felix Felicis falling from the sky. I'm not opposed to flooing there to meet for tea, and maybe seeing where the day takes us. I could use a day out of the house now that the weather is starting to turn nicer, and a bout of good luck seems positively delightful. I have so much to tell you.
June