A/N: Originally posted on ao3 under the pen name youngjusticwriter. Part five in the "If only it was a simple as a reparo to mend our broken teacup." series.
Dodgson is the last name of Charles Dodgson who is more commonly known by his pen name Lewis Carroll.
Dear father and dad, how are you? How's Winston and Fudge? How's Aunt Chiyoh? I hope you're all well and Naples was a brilliant experience.
Question: If I knew of a dog, Fluffy, that
would being needing a new home now it's no longer protecting a rather desired object (that Dumbledore, that perhaps it's a good that the wizard has yet to be found since he thought it okay to hide in school full of children) would you, dad, be interested in taking it in?
It would be great comfort of Hagrid (a friend of mine whose love for all magical creatures could rival that of dad's love for dogs) if Fluffy was taken in by someone who would be able to provide for his uniqueness and love him anyway.
You, father, would like him because Fluffy is an excellent guard dog that could keep our pantry safe from snoopers. (The only way to get past him is music. Professor Snape, the rude and bullying potions teacher I mentioned in a letter before, can attest to that if you ever were to invite him for dinner.)
Btw if you do take him in the next house we get for the summer must have high ceilings.
Love Harry Dodgson.