I hope you won't mind if I slip and still call you 'ma'am.' Once in a while. It's...it's rather a lot of habits to unlearn. All at once.

For instance, I don't know if you realise that this week at Moddey Dhoo and last night were the first times I can ever remember sitting in a chair in the presence of witches and wizards instead of sitting on the floor. Other witches and wizards, I mean, and other than with Hermione when we were together in our secret classroom. Well, and sometimes Madam Pomfrey would have me sit on a chair but that was just because it made it easier for her to reach me if she was treating me, after he hurt me.

It's all been sort of a shock, and it'll take me a while to adjust. And it's very odd being a source of hope, when you've been that for me. All of you, the wand smugglers. The Order. Before I ever knew who you were.