Letters to Home: Year II

by Her Madjesty

Emma Charming's second year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is bound to be full of adventure, excitement, and drama, especially as her friend Killian steps out on his own for the first time. A series of letters exchanged between the two, as well as some others from people who couldn't resist dropping in.

5. Chapter 5

1 September, 1972

Killian-

I'm on the train back to Hogwarts. Lily and I are in the same carriage again, but she didn't bring Severus with her this time. I can't say that I mind too much, but she did bring her chess set! Mum tried to play me in chess and I crushed her, so it'll be good to have a partner who can keep up again.

James stopped by to say hello, but Lily kicked him out of the carriage. He's a little mean to her, and I don't know why, but I told him that if he keeps it up I'll have to kick his scrawny butt into the lake.

Lily and I have a plan, this year. It starts with us buying out the candy cart that keeps going past. After we've stuffed ourselves, we're going to stuff ourselves again at the feast and then go to our room from last year. We're gonna try not to scare any of the first years, but we've decided that not only are we going to kick butt in classes this year, we're gonna find a little trouble for ourselves. Not 'James and Sirius' trouble, but trouble enough.

Well, Lily wasn't really too keen on that, but I am. And if anybody's going to do it, I am.

I'll make you proud, Captain.

I'll find out what my classes are in the next couple of days. One of the older girls said that it's the same line up as last year, just with different levels of difficulty. I can look forward to that. I've missed doing Charms work, and I'm really excited to get back out to the gardens and learn from Professor Sprout. Less excited about Potions, but you know how it goes. I told dad about that class, actually, and he said it sounded a lot like the Chemistry class he took when he was older.

I don't know, but that doesn't make it any better.

Write if you can. Odette's still coming back wet, so I know you're still at sea. Don't even try to be sneaky—she had a bag tied to her leg last time. Thank you for the lemon drop.

I miss you.

Em