In Which the Writer Had Nothing Better to Do
(On the back of a postcard that reads, "Audible Hearts: Feeling Emotional? We're here for you.")
Dear Harry,
If it is okay with you, I would like to borrow your Elder Wand for a day to complete my research paper. I promise to take really good care of it and not lose it. You'll just have to give your permission so that the wand will not change master. As curious and excited as I am about studying such a rare and powerful magical artifact, I would not, Merlin forbid, want a wand with such a bloody history! I'll drop by your apartment in a few days, if it's alright. Thanks!
Love,
Hermione
P.S. Can you help Ron? He's been feeling bored lately and is driving me crazy.
Hermione,
Yes, you can have the wand. Just for a day, mind you. It's not that I don't trust you, but I simply don't feel secure about letting the wand out all the wards for too long. You know what a potential for destruction this wand has.
By the way, I've spoken to Ron. We'll be having a game of pick-up Quidditch tomorrow. You owe me.
Love,
Harry
P.S. What's with the postcard? Is this your not-so-subtle way of telling me I need counseling again?
Dear Harry,
Thank you, thank you so much! For a few days, I was worried that you would not agree. And before you get all puffed up and indignant, I know how you feel about being the 'Master of Death'. I agree that the wand is trouble, but that's all the more why we should know more about it, right? Know thy enemy, and all that. And I'll be really careful, so don't worry too much. (I won't tell you not to worry, because I know that's impossible.)
I'll just be coming around tomorrow, then?
Love,
Hermione
P.S. I see that you've been working on developing your sarcasm. And no, I don't think that you need counseling. You might have needed it in your fifth year (anger management and all that), I'll admit, but you've been handling everything pretty well these past months, considering everything's that happened.