Waking up sweaty from his nightmare, Harry was musing about who to write to when Sam the hawk owl swoops through the window, and drops a letter onto his lap.
'Dear Harry' it said, 'please do remember to write to Sirius about what you saw in that dream— I'm very curious.'
It wasn't signed, but from the loopy, tiny handwriting alone Harry already knows.
School just started, I'm adjusting. Sorry for going off the map!
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