Letter 59

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Dear Louis,

I found your old sweater that you left with me. I cuddled up with it overnight. It was... Comforting. Of sorts.

I know you probably want to now what happened during my absence. But to be honest, I would really rather not talk about it. Besides, there's not even anything of interest to talk about, anyway.

I'm gonna go now.

Love,
Harry


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