My dearest Arabella,
I do hope you're doing well in your school. I think you'll do great. And maybe you'll just get magic later, like uncle Art! And he's a potion maker, now! School's great for me, mum and dad were right, I got ravenclaw! Can you believe it? all the smartest kids in the school and little old me. it seems a touch backwards doesn't it? You were always heaps smarter than me. I spoke to the headmaster, Dumbledore, and he said he'd love to meet you! I bet they'd let you take potions if you haven't got any magic after all!
I do miss seeing you every day. I bet we'll have loads to talk about when I get home for summer holiday.
-Iz
Ara,
I think maybe I don't have magic anymore. I'm doing terrible in all my classes. Maybe I should just go back to muggle school with you. Think mum and dad would let me? Me neither. I really miss you, sis. I'm not like the other kids here. I' different. Like you.
No one in my classes get me like you do. I need you to write back, Ara. I'm dying, here. I'm sorry I was so excited before I left. I take it all back. This is horrible. It would be horrible even if I was magic. I'll talk to Dumbledore again. Maybe he can convince Mum and Dad to let me come home.
I'll write you soon. Remember, Write Back!
-Iz
Ara,
I talked to Dumbledore, and he won't tell mum and dad I'm not magic enough to be here. I'm really not different than you, though. I swear. The kids all think it's funny- that I can't do any magic, I mean. Maybe they'll boot me out it if I flunk this year.
I hope you write back this time, Ara. Please. I need someone to talk to. The kids here just think I'm dmb.
-Iz
Ara,
Stop this. You can't ignore me like this. I don't have anyone. It's not my fault I got sent to this stupid school, and I can't do anything about it. You act like I'm the one who left. I might have gotten on the train, but you're the one who let it leave the station.
write me.
-Iz
Ara,
I really am magic. I was lying. I'm doing wonderfully in all my classes now that I'm trying. My charms professor says I might be top of my class if I keep it up. I'm going to stay here. I'll make friends once they see how good I am. Since I don't have you this is the only place I can be.
I wonder if they'll let me stay over summer holiday. I reckon I'll have to ask.
-Iz
My Dearest Isabella,
I'm sorry. I was stupid. Please, come back.
-Ara
