Thank C.S. Lewis for this update—I reread The Magician's Nephew and The Lion, The Witch, and the Wardrobe today and started The Horse and His Boy, which made me want to update. Also, I worked out which letters I'm going to write and there'll be 35 chapters in all.
Lily,
It's nearly midnight and I'm writing this by the light of the dying fire in the common room. It's not that I can't sleep—in fact, it's just the opposite. Actually, I was out late practicing Quidditch (and, thanks to the fact that it started pouring rain as soon as we stepped out of the locker rooms, I am now muddier than I have ever been before and am soaked to the bone), and when I went to go up to the dorm…well, let's just say that Sirius had 'occupied' the room. Must've been empty when he and whatserface got back from their date… Remus and Peter are still nowhere to be found, but I'm too tired to search for them. Godric knows where they could be, anyways.
Speaking of dates, have you forgiven me for accidentally breaking you and Stebbins up last year? After all, I didn't mean to give him a concussion after being a bit…overzealous…with the Disarming spell? Alright, well, I did mean to, but that didn't mean he should have broken things off with you! See, he wasn't good enough for you anyways. I was just looking out for you, see! Think of where you'd be if I hadn't done that—probably black and blue all over! The man never properly appreciated you…oh, Godric, I can hear you yelling at me for that right now and you're not even in the room.
I almost feel bad for joking about that, though, because you were torn up for weeks, and you have not let me forget that, either. But you seem to be moving on alright—you have, dare I say it, a new boyfriend. Not something I'm really particularly happy about, but it's not like I can change that. Stephen Wilkes—I play Quidditch with him. The worst part, though, is that he's actually just as good a Chaser as me (not like I'd ever admit that to anyone else), he's just not as attractive as me and therefore gets far less attention. You actually surprised me when I found out—you don't seem to go for the athletes. I asked you why you agreed to date him, of all people, seeing as I'm much better looking, and you hit me and told me that you like to date guys with actual brains. I'll have you know that I have an 'E' average in…most of my classes. Except for History of Magic—it was only with Remus' notes that I never failed that class. But can you blame me? I don't know how you and Remus resist the stupefying affect of Binns' voice. Positively baffling.
Well…I have to stop here, Lily. Some girl I don't recognize is stumbling down the boys' stairs, which hopefully means that I can get into the room now… I really hope so, because there's some kind of odd lump under the small of my back.
Goodnight,
—James