RITA SKEETER: 31 January, 1964
Dear Bozo:
This term has been awful, hasn't it?
I don't know if you'll see this right away, because I don't even know if you're awake. But I wanted to write because I'm really worried about you. It's so rare that Madame Pomfrey doesn't know how to treat a sick student that
I know that a lot of people are writing to you trying to be nice and pretending that nothing has happened. But it has, and it must be serious or they wouldn't have taken you to St. Mungo's instead of leaving you in the infirmary. So I can't just talk about classes and the weather and Quidditch like everything's alright, because it obviously isn't. I want to know what's wrong with you, what the prognosis what the healers said about it, and when you'll be coming back to school. You're my best friend in the whole world, next to my sister, and I'm wcared that you're going to leave me. You won't leave me, right? We made a promise to put out the first issue of the paper in March, so you can't leave me! I need someone to take the photos, and there's no cure for it. You're the only one who will do.
I'm going to write to you every day 'til I hear from you. So if this is some healer or mediwizard reading it instead of Bozo Capulet, you'd better reply on the back and tell me he's alright.
You'll be fine, Bozo. You've got to be.
Love,
This term has been awful, hasn't it?
I don't know if you'll see this right away, because I don't even know if you're awake. But I wanted to write because I'm really worried about you. It's so rare that Madame Pomfrey doesn't know how to treat a sick student that
I know that a lot of people are writing to you trying to be nice and pretending that nothing has happened. But it has, and it must be serious or they wouldn't have taken you to St. Mungo's instead of leaving you in the infirmary. So I can't just talk about classes and the weather and Quidditch like everything's alright, because it obviously isn't. I want to know what's wrong with you, what the prognosis what the healers said about it, and when you'll be coming back to school. You're my best friend in the whole world, next to my sister, and I'm wcared that you're going to leave me. You won't leave me, right? We made a promise to put out the first issue of the paper in March, so you can't leave me! I need someone to take the photos, and there's no cure for it. You're the only one who will do.
I'm going to write to you every day 'til I hear from you. So if this is some healer or mediwizard reading it instead of Bozo Capulet, you'd better reply on the back and tell me he's alright.
You'll be fine, Bozo. You've got to be.
Love,