Private to Ares
Ares,
I am not sure what your mother has or has not told you about me, but I am your father's brother, Rabastan Lestrange. I have been kicking around the idea of owling or journaling you for some time, but I wasn't sure if you'd be open to the contact. Now, however, that I am relatively safe, I have had more free time on my hands to think on things, and to worry. How are you? Are you safe? Well? Have you heard from your mother recently? How is she? I'd understand if you were too busy to reply to your old worry wart of an uncle, or if you didn't want to get into contact with me after so long, but it would be nice to get to know you, nephew.