Neville's Lost Letters

First Year

Dear Mum and Dad,

Hey, mum, hey, dad. It's Neville, your son. Can you believe it, mum? I got into Hogwarts! Me! Neville Longbottom, accepted into Hogwarts—could you believe it? I'm on the train right now, just as I'm writing this. It's quite smooth, just like Grandmother told me. I've lost Trevor yet again, and this witch I've met—Hermione Granger—is helping me find him. She's quite a lovely witch, and smart too. I know what you're thinking Mum, 'Oh, Neville, you're too young for a girlfriend!' Pfft. Mum, I'll have you know that I'm quite the charmer.

Ah, whom am I kidding? Grandmother's been saying I'm becoming pudgy. I can't help it, Mum—Gran's one good cook!

Well, I've got to go, Mum and Dad. The train just stopped and I've got to go to the ceremony! I hope I'm Gryffindor, just like you two. Bye!

Love,

Neville (your son, 11 years of age)