February 10th, 1971

Dear Meda,

It's been a week. Please answer me. At least let me know that you got my last letter. You haven't shown up to patrols, you've skipped the one class we have together or at least sat across the room. I miss you, Andromeda. I miss you so much it hurts. Aiden and Arthur have just dunked my head in cold water, because apparently I was talking to myself. Please, Meda.

I talked to Evie. She wouldn't say much, but she's been with us a lot more now that she's snogging the brains out of Aiden. She said that you've stopped talking completely. You've been sent to the Hospital Wing twice and Slughorn's office once. Please. Just let me know you're alright.

I didn't eat at lunch today. Can you believe it? I didn't put a single piece of food in my mouth or on my plate. Aiden actually told a teacher. Then Aiden went and got Arthur, who tried to force-feed me. Then Molly came over and slapped me upside the head. Apparently they went and told the elves, who decided to make me a whole roast, which is sitting untouched in my dormitory. Do you see what you've done to me, woman? Fix this! I'm not even hungry. What have you done? Poison! Poison, I say!

I can't even think of a good secret. I always have secrets! Umm… I cried when my sisters went to secondary school. There. I'm not dying, at least.

Your Friend,

I mean it, I'm still your friend,

A friend who is very worried about you,

And isn't eating because of you,

Ted

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