Dear fanfic reader.

Thank you for supporting me through the first stages of my writing. I know I'm not well known nor the best of writers but there are always those few trapped in my head. Please bare with me, this thing is going to get a lot of edits and I'm working on chapters and making things better.

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(the pen is mightier than the sword, and it has the power to break down walls)

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Dearest reader,

Thank you so much for being the one to accept this letter,

In all honesty I never thought I would be so lonely as to apply for an anonymous pen pal, but it does give comfort to write for the first time in several years. Something about the quill in hand and the smell of fresh parchment brings back old memories of days gone by but then I'm at a loss on how to start up conversation, as you have no obligation at all to reply I don't know quite what to say, so please bare with me.

I'm an academic with a love of potions, charms and history. I currently work within the pages of books, and tomes that are far reaching into the histories of a witch or wizard's life's works, gently telling those little secrets to one who would listen to them and so few do, but I aim to preserve their works as best I can; and in my spare time I have taken to making potions of various degrees of difficulty just to break the time I spend pottering in my house by myself.

Besides that I have one feline companion and to much time on my hands and so, I'm happy to dedicate that time to conversing with you.

Hope your day is well,

G.

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To Whom it concerns,

It wasn't my first choice either to do a pen pal, and you wouldn't believe some of the poor excuses for writers that have written to me, but so far your letter is the only one I have kept and chosen to respond.

Your current occupation sounds like a tender job, one of total care, though I would be interested into knowing what the latest interesting read you have come across in your work.

About myself, I'm a master in the dark arts, Potions, Curse breaking and have taken to growing plants as of late, and as I live alone and dark times now gone, it's shown me how quiet life is.

Hope to hear from your returning owl.

Regards,

P

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Dear P,

It was a bright day when I received your response, and I was delighted all the same. You could have sent only a few words and I don't think I could have smiled any harder at my first letter in nearly a year.

I hope your day is well, and I would be delighted in telling you that Horvermans Guide to Bathhelm Bog Plants was a real page turner and well worth the read for insightful material. It was quite handy when I was creating a new stable base for my experimental potions and found it worked out surprisingly well.

Though I do advice, keep the container of boggle weed approximately five feet at least away from the helix root if you obtain some, those ingredient items don't seem to like the proximity of each other and the reaction, well, it can lead to quite a mess of floors and it's especially hard to get off glass.

In recent days I'm starting to wonder if I should travel and see the countryside for a change of scenery and I'm disliking being so alone. Do you ever get like that too?.

Hope the day is as sunny for you as it is for me.

Kind regards,

G.

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Dear G,

I was able to find that book, and I have to say I was not disappointed by your recommendation.
I did find that information about the Voxor plant especially enlightening and it could very well be a component I would need to try for one of my own potion projects.

I hope you do not make a habit of blowing up potions, that would be mighty inconvenient for our conversations.

Idle body leads to idol mind, loneliness is the burden of some.
Meeting others can be hard for some when one usually gets a negative response as everyone had suspicions during the war.

The weather is dull as ever.

P

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Dearest P,

It is never nice to be treated with suspicion but I do hope we can be good friends as I feel like we are two of the same misunderstood creatures and being pen pals has drawn us somehow closer in a way.

I worry about your isolation and it makes me sad.

I care even though we haven't met, so don't give up hope for having friends.

G

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Dear G,

Your words bring some comfort to this broken heart, and I hope not to fail your kindness towards me, but fear of you hating me will always be a heavy weight to bare.

I am, in my own way, thankful for your letters to keep me company.

Regards

P

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Dearest P,

I wanna take a chance. Meet me. I will be at Henrietta's Inn in Hogmead at seven tomorrow. Hope to see you to. I will have on a green silk scarf.

G

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Dear G,

I think you are out of your mind, but one would have to be to read about bog plants.

I will try to attend.

Will wear an emerald scarf also.

Regards,

P