Dearest Elinor,
Honestly, I don't appreciate being forced to forget my only daughter for three whole years. I also hate how you and your friends just casted a spell at me and my family, then left after saying 'I'm sorry' once. I taught you enough about politeness and respect in all the years we spend together to know how very, very wrong you acted.
I found your letter.
And it took me two years, reading and rereading it, to finally write back.
I haven't fully forgive you.
I'm trying to... but it's really hard, honey, it is. My husband tells me that Melissa would want us to, but how would I know? She's dead. My baby is dead, buried six feet under ground five years ago without my knowing, my presence, and my prayers. I can't even visit her grave whenever I want to!
If this letter even gets to you, I— I'm waiting for you to drop by. Tell me about it face to face. Say your sorry sincerely in front of me. Maybe then I can finally let Mel go.
But, Ellie, I'm really glad you're alive. From the moment Melissa introduced you, still a pure eleven years old girl, I see you as my own daughter, too. I don't regret taking you into my family, back in 1997. I do regret not earning your trust and love enough that you have to make me forget.
I have your broken wand. Please come and take it.
Sincerely,
Regina Hughes
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ex-witch ✔️ | g.w. post war
FanfictionElinor was left with nothing after the Second Wizarding War. She was just another fighter, another witch, some alumni who battled darkness and won but lost to the glorious shadow of Harry Potter. Not a worthy acknowledgement was left to paint her du...
