[Enclosed is a satchel with about 30 Galleons and a note]
You may not remember me, it's Laura, the girl you helped at the pub. I thought I owed this to you, since I was such a mess and I think I kicked you in the man bits too. You said you needed it for your art. Well here it is. I'd love to see your flat and your art, you know when I'm not shitfaced.
Hugs and kisses, Laura Madley, Merlin's Pants (sorry, my publicist makes me sign everything like that.)