Vainglory Estate

Wallace happened to still be awake at that late hour, lying in bed and reading some book about prejudice and pride. Upon hearing the tapping of owl claws on his windowsill, he immediately jumped out of bed and opened the window. After many feathers, bites, and clawmarks, he managed to get the letter from the owl and shoot the bird away, latching the window shut once again. He read the return address, and his little off-beating heart skipped once. Without another moment's hesitation, Wallace tore open and read the note.

And of course, once he finished, he set to work on a reply - after taking a few minutes to rejoice over her possible forgiveness.

My Dear Wallace,

Oh... wow... A few months out of Hogwarts and see what it has done..

Wallace! I have tried to forget you, wipe you from my mind, and even to make myself think that you never were, and never will be more then a faded memory of the past. But I cannot. Something about you makes me come back every time. That's why I wrote this.

Please, do not with yourself into oblivion. Because... I still...

I still love you.

A little, snow white postal owl sat in Wallace's window, chirping away.

And, without a doubt, the letter was received.