The Letter

"Confused. That's how I felt. What? Did you all not react the same way?"

Elise continued walking down the stone path, content with her decision to leave the cozy couch by the fire.

"Really, I had no idea this place existed. Suddenly, everything made sense, you know? Sometimes I felt out of place. Not anymore."

It was so easy to speak openly among her group of friends - they were just like her. As they made their way to the village, she wondered how things were back home. She missed her other friends and family, but the number of assignments coming up were more than enough to keep her preoccupied. The first was due in 2 days: a three-page essay on the practical applications of Transfiguration.

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Today was colder than she had planned for, but thankfully, she brought her sweater anyway, out of habit. A nice walk and a warm drink were just what she needed. It seemed like the other students had the same thought. Hopefully, the pub wouldn't be too crowded.

After getting indoors and settled, the group resumed their prior conversation.

 "You mean, you're the first in your family to know magic?" Her friend's eyes grew wide as he took another sip. "What do they think of all this?"

Her smile widened as she said, "Oh, they were thrilled! They hope that I'll become a professor one day. I, however, am still unsure of what topics I find most interesting. I do love books, but I really enjoy practical application of magic. The way I see it, magic makes everything better.

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Back in the common room, a small envelope with a broken wax seal was stashed amongst her belongings, addressed:

Miss E. Ashford