17 July, 1976
Oh Merlin, I'm so relieved he's back there. You don't think he did anything to anyone do you?
I feel so terrible, James. I deserve to lose him forever for this, don't I? I've never seen him break down like that. Do you really think he's going to be alright? I wish I could floo over there right now but Mum's still flitting about, acting as though I'm made of porcelain and she'd have kittens if I tried to leave. Besides the fact that I'm terrified he'll tell me to bugger off and never speak to me again if I did. I feel so helpless here. I guess I'll just have to wait until he feels like writing to me. If he ever does.
Please look after him, Prongs. I know you will. You're the best mate a bloke could have, you know? We're all lucky to have you. Especially Sirius. And he really loves and appreciates you, although he tries to hide it.
What am I going to do, Prongs? I love him so much it hurts. I can't believe I did this to him. I'm the biggest cock-up ever to walk the Earth. I deserve to be devoured by a manticore. Please come over and curse me, no one will care. You won't even get arrested for it. I'm just a bloody werewolf, after all.
I'm going completely mental. Please write back and tell me how he's doing, if he decides to chuck me. I just want to know he's ok, even if I don't deserve that particular privilege.
Just tell him that I love him and that I've never been so sorry about anything ever in my life. I never meant to hurt him. If I could take it all back I would, in a heartbeat. Thanks, James.