Author's Note:
When data was collected for other biographies on the lives of several historical figures in muggle and in wizarding worlds, there have been many classically recognized omissions. These notable omissions were often covered for by reordering events.
In this particular case, loads of correspondences previously unreported were simply omitted from the historical record and covered for by a claimed dating gap of nearly a month of time.
However, the astute scholar would wonder: why did Harry consider himself especially close to his godfather if he was only in touch with the man 3-4 times in a year? And how slow do these damned owls fly? I understand Pigwidgeon is tiny and exceedingly slow, but come now - a month to deliver one letter to the Inn at Hogsmeade from the Castle is utterly ridiculous! You can see the castle from the Inn and, on a clear night when the leaves have fallen from the trees, a man staying in the second room on the second floor could easily look out and see the castle and if said man knew the castle well enough, he would know exactly which glowing rectangle of light on Gryffindor Tower represented the room he had spent the best years of his life occupying...
(That rectangle of light may or may not have been the sole focus of his eyes for several long nights as he drowned in long dead memories.)
Contained below are several such missing correspondences.
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Dear Harry,
Congratulations on getting past the Horntail. Whoever put your name in the goblet shouldn't be feeling too happy right now! I was going to suggest a Conjunctivitis Curse, as a dragon's eyes are its weakest point - but your way was better, I'm impressed.
Don't get complacent, though, Harry. You've only done one task; whoever put you in for the tounament's got plenty more opportunity if they're trying to hurt you. Keep your eyes open - particularly when the person we discussed is around - and concentrate on keeping yourself out of trouble.
Keep in touch, I still want to hear about anything unusual.
Sirius
Dear Sirius,
I try to stay out of trouble, but it seems that I'm rather good at getting into it - whether I intend to or not.
One of the other champions, Cedric Diggory, performed the Conjunctivitis Curse. I didn't know there was such a thing - whatever could it be used for normally? I didn't mean to come in first place (tied with Viktor Krum), I just wanted to get out of there alive. Someone said the best way to do that was to play to my strengths and seeing as Quidditch is basically the only thing I am really very good at, I thought that flying was the best choice. I always feel better when I am flying.
Did I mention, thanks again for the Firebolt? My old Nimbus never could've outflown that dragon so easily.
I'll be sure to keep an eye on the person we discussed and to let you know if anything funny happens about the castle. And you keep in touch as well, hey? Let me know how you are and Professor Lupin as well. Tell him hello from me.
Harry
Harry,
Remus has been quite busy but I am sure that Remus is doing alright. Remus and I are not currently together due to circumstances beyond either my or Remus's control, but you ought to write to Remus and tell Remus hullo for yourself. I am sure that Remus would enjoy hearing from you as Remus loves reading and Remus loves letters. And Remus loves you.
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