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Sirius,

I'm sorry to bother you but I've been thinking a lot. Nothing is wrong except the fact that the Dursleys are their usual horrible selves. At least they don't make me keep Hedwig caged up any more. At least I can write to you.

My birthday is coming up, and I'm sure you know I'm going to be 16. I'm not sure if I'm excited about that or not. I mean, all my friends are pairing up, everyone has someone they like, except me.

I know this seems silly, but I'm just lonely and... there's something else, but I can't tell anyone. Not even you. Don't worry, it's nothing bad. Maybe someday I can tell you.

Are you staying with Remus?

Harry