January 8, 1975
Dear Annie,
Let's get something straight, your name isn't Annie. Never has been, never will be, okay? I actually want to send these letters, but I can't. So you'll be my secret keeper, just like in the real world.
I guess if you're stuck with me, you'll need to know more about me. My name is Margret Louise, I am 15 years old, and I'm a witch.
You see, I go to this school called Hogwarts. It's really fun, actually. I'm surrounded by witches and wizards and magical beasts, and all sorts of weirdness!
My house is Ravenclaw (named after Rowena Ravenclaw. It was the 10th century, they had those names back then). We're the house with the most wit and smarts, or in other words, common sense.
My life here is pretty good, actually. I have two best friends who I love so much, and I may have a potential boyfriend.
One more thing, Annie. When I mention someone, I will NEVER mention their names. What if they find it and use it against me? Reputation means very little to me, but it doesn't mean I don't care about it!
I will have to cut this entry short, Annie, I have a life too (read: My friends have a life, I have schoolwork). 'Tis a sad life I live.
Love,
Margaret