Dear Granger,

September 1, 1998

When I saw you on the train this morning, I was thrilled.

As soon as I had figured out that I had brought us back four months too early, that I would have to wait to see you again for that long, I could barely come out of my room. My parents tried to coax me with tanned Island girls as concubines (in reward for finally taking my rightful place in the Dark Lord's inner circle), but my heart lies with you, my love, always. Besides, none of them are as beautiful as you.

You were already standing with Weaselbee and Potter, laughing at their jokes as you used to laugh at mine. Now all I have to remember our time together is lovely memories, beautiful pictures, and your Time-Turner. I feel like that's not enough, but then I remember that you have nothing, and I think that I'm being selfish.

I will try to keep my distance because if I do not, the inevitable will happen. If I fail, your Time-Turner will see the light of day again - I promise.

Love,

D.M.


I'm going to try and do a letter a day. No promises to keep, I've never done this whole "chapter" story thing. So please, bear with me!

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