Surrey, 18th July 1976
Dear Sirius,
I miss you so much my insides hurt. Ok, you're probably gonna read this letter with James looking over your shoulder, so I'm not gonna be that soppy.
But yeah, I miss you guys; my parents are ok, I mean, we listen to the Beatles nearly everyday (my dad still can't accept the fact they split up 6 years ago) and I think I've broken my own record in reading books this summer. I must have read 30, and all of them were extremely pleasant; the public library is at the end of our street, so I visit it every two days. The librarian is a young muggle named Sean and he's also very nice, we often have coffee together and talk about books. I think I could live like this forever... if I didn't miss Hogwarts so much.
I can't believe we're about to start our sixth year, I'm not even asking you about your O. results 'cause I'd feel awful if you tell me. You didn't even TRY to study and I feel like I spent all our fifth year at the library, it's a good thing our lovely Miss Pince likes me, otherwise she'd have already killed me. My marks were quite ok. I'm proud to say I got 3 Outstandings (those 3 being on Transfiguration, DADA and History of Magic), I got Exceeds Expectations on Astronomy, Arithmancy, Study of Ancient Runes, Herbology and Charms and I got Acceptable on Potions and Care of magical creatures. I thought I had failed potions, so it's all good, mum and dad said they're proud of me. I don't really know which subjects I should choose for my N.E. 'cause I already know I'll end up working somewhere in the muggle world 'cause my "furry little problem" won't get me job in the magical world, I told McGoogles that I'd like to be a DADA teacher, though. Ok, I'm stopping now, I'm babbling.
Hope you've had a nice summer. See you on King's Cross.
Love,
Remus.