August 2nd, 1888
Sher,
I'm sure you'll forgive me for keeping his letters to myself and pretty much answering none of your questions but the one. How dinner went..

Sherry, it was magical! My mother, apparently, is a bit of a sneaky mischief maker and left me to finish dinner. Claiming she had to get something. Only.. she only provided me with enough food for two. It was amazing, really. Very sweet and simple, just the two of us for dinner. But.. it quickly took a turn.

I'm not giving you all the little details, not through a letter. You'll have to come see me or I you if you want them. The fog is blessedly gone so we can actually visit in person. Trust me, it'll be worth your time if your mother will let you come to Hogsmeade. I've hardly slept since that night because I can still feel him every time I close my eyes.

Hope to see you soon!

Your Friend,
Emmy