Dear Parvati,
Working in the store has been keeping me really busy. That's why I haven't written any letters in a few months. The store isn't Hogwarts, but its comfortable enough. There are so many books that I've never seen before; it's been fascinating. Not just textbooks either; I read some books that I'm sure that you would have loved.
It's not just the books though, it's also the people. We get a lot of collectors looking for old books, and several Hogwarts students have come in for second hand books. The store has been doing so well that it has even hired a few more people. It's still not that big, and the location is a little out of the way, put more people have heard of us.
The big thing that made me write isn't the books, or the people. Well, it is the people or rather, when person in particular. There's this boy who started working on the same shift as me about a month ago. His name's Mark, and he's only a little older then I am. He's also rather cute. He also asked me out.
I was rather shocked, and I didn't say anything. I didn't really have many dates at Hogwarts. You did though, and I really want to talk to you about him. I can't talk to you, but I can imagine what you would say. You say "what are you waiting for, he's cute, and you should have so fun!" and I would stall for time, and then you would convince me to go on a date with him, the way that you did with me and Terry.
But at the same time, I feel like I'm betraying you somehow. I know that you would want me to be happy, but I feel guilty that you will never get that chance. You will never have the chance to experience life after Hogwarts. You'll never get a job, and I feel guilty about that. I don't know why I feel guilty, but I do. It's stupid, I know, but I can't help but feel that way.
I feel sad that I'll never be able to go to your wedding, and that you'll never be at my wedding. I know you would laugh at that, and say that that's too far in the future, but it looks a lot close from this side of Hogwarts.
I think that I'm going to say yes to Mark. It's what you would urge me to do, and I like him. He has a good since of humor, a little like Ron's was during the D.A. meetings, but nicer.
There's just so much to say to say these days. I've never written this much to you before, but there is more to say then before. I feel like I'm moving farther away from you than I ever have before. I just want you to know that I haven't forgotten about you.
With love,
Padma