November 14th, 1994
Professor Lupin,
Things are not well at Hogwarts. I suppose you've heard about the
Triwizard Tournament taking place here? I don't know who did it or how
it was done, but Harry has been chosen as the second champion for
Hogwarts. Something doesn't feel right, and I'm terrified to think what
might be happening that we're unaware of. Harry is in danger; I just know
it. I'll do my best to help him, of course, but it looks like I'm on my own.
With the exception of Fred and George (who, let's be honest, aren't exactly
helpful) the whole school has turned on Harry, thinking that he's cheated
and entered the tournament himself.
Even Ron has abandoned him. He's turned into a jealous child,
throwing a tantrum because the spotlight is once again on Harry, ignoring
the fact that Harry never asked for the attention. If the boys aren't fighting
these days it's because they aren't speaking to one another, and I've been put
in the position of owl, relaying messages between the two.
Malfoy has been particularly cruel to Harry, and the two got into a
duel this afternoon. As per usual when a fight breaks out, it's those on the
side-lines who are casualties. I'm writing this letter from the hospital wing.
I'm quite all right, though a stray hex from Malfoy hit me, and Madam
Pomfrey has promised to fix me up.
Sirius has been writing to Harry, and I'm worried for them both.
HermioneHermione,
There are few people I have met in my life who remain as loyal a
friend as you. Harry is very lucky to have you, and I will always be grateful
that you are looking out for him. The Triwizard Tournament is very
dangerous and hasn't been held for so long for a good reason. I have to admit,
though, had it come to Hogwarts during my time as a student, I doubt there
would be anything that would have kept Sirius and Harry's father from
entering.
It upsets me to hear that you were injured in a duel with Draco
Malfoy. I know you have a hard time with needing to follow the rules, but