Dear Ollie,
Can you please keep a secret for me? Please, Oliver, do this for me? I know you’re old enough to do this, nearly in Hogwarts, and I’m trusting you. You’re the first one I’m telling about this, well, the first proper family member.
Ollie, after school, I’m going to Greece. No, not on holiday, to live there. I’m not going to become an Auror.
Please don’t tell Mum and Dad and DO NOT TELL EDDIE. I want to tell him first. Please, do that for me?
I just wanted to be the one to tell you directly, not for you to hear it through Mum and Dad’s angry whispers (you know the sort, usually done about Eddie).
I’ll be fine, don’t worry, and I’ll send you loads of postcards and fabulous presents and it will great, you’ll see.
I promise.
I’m still your big sister. I always will be.
Love you, always, despite the continent between us.