Though my tight schedule leaves little time for epistolary communications, I do promise you you are in my daily thoughts, and I wish you all the best. I hope my letter finds you in blissful happiness, and if it does not, do not hesitate to ask me for anything you may need; Contentment and comfort are your rights, fair sister, always remember that, and never allow yourself into a situation that would deter from your happiness.
I cannot honestly say that I am writing without an ulterior motive, and I do hope you will forgive me for writing only when I am in need of assistance. As you know, I have spent much time in the company of men, which I mean in the the most chaste and virtuous ways. My current situations and choices place me in the rare position as a woman equal to a man, and, until recently, any and all fraternization has been political and platonic.
What, or rather, who, has changed is one Master Rodolphus Lestrange. I believe you are familiar with both Rodolphus and his brother Rabastan personally, and I am certain you are aware of the family. The Lestranges are a fine family and a noble bloodline, and it seems Master Lestrange has taken some sort of interest in me, whether it is romance or purely convenience that has lead him to what I believe to be the beginnings of a courtship.
I fear losing your interest with a long winded letter, but I must admit, Narcissa, that I have little to know knowledge of how to behave in this position. Before you ask, I am unsure of my own feelings in relation to Master Lestrange; Marraige has never been a concern of mine (much to Mother's great dismay), and it now seems to be a plausible option. Dear Narcissa, I humbly ask for your advice on the matter.