letter sent home

[sylla]

Owl post sent home to Larkin & Serena Borgin, Lancashire, England, 26 November 2013)

I have been having a positively lovely time here in America, though I do miss you terribly. In less than a month I am able to actually see you, though luckily Gooseberry is busy enough to keep me occupied from being too lonesome and homesick. My dormitory partners are all very kind and friendly, Clementine is a wonderful Quidditch player and our team is very fearsome indeed! After our last victory we celebrated in our dorm, and danced about with a pillow dueling dummy I had made out of the sofa cushions. You see we had a bit of a situation with a prank that a student concocted earlier in the year, so everyone was on high alert, but you would be most proud of me for teaching my friends my self-defense techniques. We even practiced hitting with the heels of our shoes, I made a very precise puncture with my cream-coloured three-inch heels, the ones Mummy got me for my Halloween costume. Halloween was most spirited as well, though I did have to make minor adjustments to my costume. I decided it was in bad taste to decorate my dress with as much blood as I had wanted, so I was Marie Antoinette prior to the overthrow of the aristocracy, rather than alluding to her decapitation. Americans can be a bit sensitive about such things, and the prank I mentioned seemed to put a damper on things of that nature. My wig was lovely and I charmed it myself, I simply cannot wait for you to see my spellwork! Dueling and fencing is splendid, much better than at Hogwarts. I am making strides in fencing, and I do look forward to practicing with Daddy and Bedwyr when I return home for the holidays. I have also decided to join an ice hockey informal league, as exercise is most useful for my dueling. Everyone is much larger and stronger than me, but I do hope to be a fearsome foe on the ice with some practice. I will need a proper helmet for the sport, however. I am most unfamiliar with the construction of such but have made clever use of a transfigured hat. Perhaps we can find one when I am home. As for animagus training, I am most discouraged. It is difficult and slow process and I have not yet transformed, and some students say some do not even get to that stage. I would be most disheartened if I were to fall into that unfortunate category, but am determined to try my hardest. I may find it necessary to send correspondence to Professor McGonagall ahead of my return date to Hogwarts to see if any personalised training can be arranged in case I do not transform this year. But I shall cross that bridge when I get there, and will try not to lose hope. Daddy would love the weather here in America, it is snowy and beautiful, and my camp is surrounded by woods. Many find the trees a bit unsettling, and there are rumours of strange things happening to students in the woods. But again, Americans have quite an imagination. The woods are not unsimilar to the Forbidden Forest, I suppose, but I have not had any trouble or cause for alarm just yet. Hogwarts are a different breed, I find Americans to be very young in terms of how they relate to history and past occurrences. One student in particular had mentioned studying my family tree, and was most uncouth in mentioning [. . .] our relatives. But I shall not tell them anything. They would not understand. [. . .] Apart from that, everything is brilliant here in America, but I do miss you all so terribly. I hope Bedwyr’s work is treating him well, and I have been following Daphne’s scores with the Falcons. I have not received any post from Elizabeth and Margaret, but I expect they are busy with classes. I look forward to catching up with everything when I return home, but if Daddy wishes to meet me in New York City for the Portkey across the Atlantic, I would be most grateful. I almost forgot to mention! Madoc killed his first rat! Mummy, you will love Madoc, he is growing up to be such a strong and capable cat, thank you very much for buying him for me. He actually sits on my lap now which is progress indeed, and comes when he is called. I think busying himself with catching prey is just what he needed, now that he has the confidence to do so. I love you and miss you very much, and look forward to seeing you and the family for Christmas. Love, Sybilla

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omg this is adorable

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