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Just write something, Audriana. It’s been ages since you’ve seen him. You know you miss him. You know you should apologize. Just do it already.

Dear Gavin,

It’s been three months since graduation and I have yet to hear from you. I know it’s my fault, but I thought maybe you would want to know what I’ve been up to…

No, Audriana. That’s stupid. Try again.

Dear Gavin,

I’m so sorry.

Gods, Swan. How many times can you mess this up? Third time’s the charm…?

Blackmoor,

How have you been? I hope life after Graduation has been treating you well. I never asked whether or not you had chosen University or going to work. I’m not going to Uni, myself, or I guess I would have heard. I hear some of the Hogwarts folks are at AETAS. I’m not exactly in touch with any of them anymore…

That is, I’m back at home doing odd jobs here and there. It’s not quite what I expected to be doing, but it keeps me busy. I don’t exactly need the money or anything, but I suppose that if anyone would understand my need to keep active, it’s you. Or I think you’d understand, anyways. In our last year, I couldn’t understand you at all. I couldn’t understand myself actually.

See, the thing is…

Well, last summer… On my birthday, actually… My grandmum died, and aside from Sophia, I’ve been pretty much alone ever since. So I had to push you away, too. It’s not like you ever said anything, but I was so sure for a while that you... well. See, I don’t know if you did, but, um, I did. I think. If I saw you again I’d know for sure.

That said, are you in the London area? I could head down one day, if you wanted. I mean, you may not want to after what I’ve done. You know, my being like I was in second year all over again.

Just let me know.

-A. Swan

How stupid could you be, Swan? He’s never going to want to meet you. He probably wouldn’t even reply. You know, this is why you need friends. You need someone to send it for you since you’re so scared. Except that you, you ridiculous girl, have scared everyone else away like you did for Gavin. Don’t show this to Sophia. She’ll just ask questions, and you don’t want that. You don’t need that. Just put it in a box, shove it under your bed, and pretend you never wrote it.