September 3, 1939
My Dear Albus,
So it begins. We are now at war. This morning, at 11 o'clock, Chamberlain announced it over the wireless. I don't know what you've heard about the goings-on in the Muggle world lately, but I am sure it won't be long until you are fully informed. Such things are bound to leak into the Wizarding World, what with parents and Muggle-born students writing back and forth to one another. I am glad that the children will have started school, and are safe at Hogwarts. Those damned Krauts! I don't know where they get off invading poor Poland the way they did. It was so very dishonorable, but then again, what do you expect of a Kraut? With a leader like they've got, it's hardly a surprise.
Albus, I fear this will be a long and hard battle before the end. We must roll up our sleeves, and get to work, dig in our heels, and hold fast. I've been thinking about volunteering with the local Red Cross, to roll bandages, or perhaps the Women's Land Army. I want to do my part for my country. I can't just sit back and let this happen and do nothing about it. Don't worry, I won't expose our world by using magic. I'm living a plain, Muggle life now. I have dark covers on all my windows, because they are now declaring blackouts at night. It will be dangerous to go outside after dusk. Cars driving without lights, for I doubt they'll stop driving just because there are no lights on.
But I must say, Albus, that I fear for the safety of the Muggle-born students. The war is sure to get worse and worse, and what sort of home life will the children return to? You should see what is sitting on the table next to me, as I write to you. It is a gas mask, and we are to wear it whenever we go outside. Men, women, children, even dogs have them. If the Krauts try to gas us, the consequences will be dire. Don't fear for me, you know I'll be safe. But the children, Albus, think of the poor children. I lived through the last one, I know what I'm talking about. I already have a ration booklet, and we have to start using them immediately. I doubt it'll be long before everything is rationed. Food now, maybe even water, material for clothes, metal later. You must try all you can to get Dippet to allow the children to stay at the school during the summers until this is over. It's the safest place for them.
We must stand tall, and proud, Albus, for we are proud English men and women, and we will prevail!
Your's Always,
Adriana
P.S. We now have to carry identity cards with us. I had to register myself, which was difficult as I have no birth certificate. But I made up a false name, and presented a rather impressive birth certificate I conjured up. So, I am now officially "Annie Robinson" in the eyes of the British government.
September 15, 1939
My Dearest Adriana or should I say, Annie,
You must promise me that you'll take care of yourself. This isn't some adventure to throw yourself into. I do wish you'd consider coming to stay at the school for the duration. It would be much safer for you. I do worry that you'll do something headstrong and foolish. Promise me you'll remain inconspicuous. Use the gas mask when everybody else is. If there's a gas attack and somebody sees you walking perfectly normally through it, there's bound to be trouble.
The students are agitated, news has spread of the war, and the Muggle-borns are worried about their families. Several of them are feeling guilty for being in a place where rationing is not an issue, while their families must make do with less. A few have expressed a desire to return home, but their parents have forbade them to do so. Some of the pureblood students are fascinated, though many couldn't care less. It would do for them to care a bit more, I think, though I cannot force them to.
I will speak with Dippet. I agree that it isn't safe for the students to return to such chaos. But I cannot promise anything. He must deal with the Ministry in such issues, and you know very well how they can be. Perhaps if you wrote to them, on behalf of the students, explaining from the front line what really is happening and what awaits the children upon their return.
I want to hear from you often. I need to know that you're staying safe. Please consider moving to the school. You know it would be for the best. I still care deeply for you, and I am concerned for your safety.
I eagerly await hearing from you soon.
I remain yours,
Albus
P.S. I am still Albus Dumbledore, just to clarify.