Sir Nicholas (Nearly Headless Nick)
June 12, 2006
Dungeons at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Dear Sir Nicholas,

It's not MY fault you couldn't join the headless hunt. If I am not mistaken you must actually be headless in order to compete in the headless hunt. I'd let you on, ol' chap but rules are rules. You understand don't you? You could never play head ball, which consists of throwing one's heads to the other players, you could never play head hockey, which is quite similar to muggle hockey only using one's head. So in reality I'm really saving you from utter humiliation by your fellow ghosts. Go ahead and hate me if you want, I don't really care. I'm leader of the Headless Hunt. What do I care if one ghost who couldn't get his head chopped off dislikes me? If you dislike me people are bound to feel sorry for me. Say that it's not my fault you couldn't get on the hunt. Anyways my good man, if that head ever detaches from your body, just come on down and we'll find a spot for you. It is highly unlikely your head will fall off though, because well…you're dead. Smashing death day party by the way, I wish you could have joined in on head ball…pity you had your head stuck in the clouds. Of course that is like you, ay Nick? Always having your head in the clouds, daydreaming of the hunt you'll never be in, it's a real shame. Well, it was good talking to you ol' chap and remember, hated by one, pitied by all! Toodles!

Sincerely,

Sir Patrick Delany-Podmore
Headless Hunt Leader