Ewan could only guess the cause of the family dispute which had resulted in quiet Christmases, much like this approaching one, and gathered it either involved money – of which they had a modest amount – or his father. But father had been gone for years now.
His letter had come, inviting him to begin his magical education, and with it a tension that filled up the pokey, narrow house. It offered few answers to the questions the young boy had. Mother would not answer them, clutching a copy of The Daily Prophet and the headline concerning two bodies and missing children. She did not want him to go and told him as much as she absently stroked his hair, before scribbling out letters to the few friends she had, most of whom they were indebted to.
Ewan followed suit, pinching a piece of parchment and a quill which felt far too big for his hands, and he wrote to the only relative, a cousin, he knew near his age: Drusilla Greengrass. Last he had seen her had been at a funeral of a relative of theirs he could barely remember. They had sat under the buffet table, a tray of cucumber sandwiches between them, spilling crumbs down their best clothes as they sat in comfortable silence.
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Drusilla,
I got my letter, but itdon’t doesn’t say much about the place. Do they usually find dead bodies in the woods? Mother isn’t happy, keeps writing to people but most of them don’t reply. I don’t think there would be much to worry about if the Minister of Magic says it’s fine and he’s the Minister, he would know.
Which House should I choose when I get to Hogwarts? Do I get to choose? I’d rather be with you. I don’t know anyone else.
Ewan
PS: Do you have any old books I could have for First Year?
I got my letter, but it
Which House should I choose when I get to Hogwarts? Do I get to choose? I’d rather be with you. I don’t know anyone else.
Ewan
PS: Do you have any old books I could have for First Year?
The letter was littered with a few mistakes, splodges of ink and smudges, but it was legible and with a flurry of wings from their decrepit, grumpy owl it was sent.