Dear Ron,
First of all congradulations on winning the big game. I know it means a lot to you that you had this victory for your team. I saw that you won another game tonight, too. Lavender seems like a nice girl, crazy but nice. I never knew we would come to this moment but here we are. And since we have started to confes maybe it's time for confessions.
Our friendship didn't start well. You know how you used to hate me in our first year? I remember. I remember also how you wanted to make Malfoy pay for calling me mudblood. The spell turned and hit you but it was sweet anyway. I remember how you let me hug you when I thought Bug Beeck was killed. I remember how you got jelous when I went to the Yulle Ball with Krum and how you called me lunatic and the beginning of this year. But you don't know how I casted a spell on Cormac so he would miss the bludger and you would become the new keeper. No, you don't know that. You don't know that I was repeating on my mind 'Go Ron, you can do it' while I was watching the whole game today. You don't know I was secretely hoping you would hug me tight when you got the cup and that you would say 'Thanks for supporting me'. That you would call me 'Mione because I love it when you call me that way. You didn't but it is okay. You would probably ask why I am telling you this. Because you need to know the truth. And the truth is that I love you.
I love you Ronald Billious Weasley. I always have. I just couldn't get the courage to tell you how I felt. You would probably ask what can I love in you? I love your freckles and your messy red hair. I love how you always eat and talk with your mouth full and how you always have something to say even when the topic is alredy talked over. I love how you sleep in Snape's classes and how you mess up around with Ginny, I love how you always defend her because she is your little sister and how you defend me most of the times when somobody calls me 'mudblood'. I love how you roll your eyes when your mom gives you another sweater for Christamas. I love every little thing in you Ronald.
Maybe I lost my chance with you. Maybe it is way too late to ask you for a chance. Maybe Lavender has won this fight and I have to leave so you two can be happy together. Maybe...but maybe I need you more than you can imagine. Maybe I need you to make me laugh and sometimes to make me cry. Maybe I need you to protect me and to comfort me when I feel down and sad.
No one ever knew what I was feeling about you. No one exept Harry who told me you might love me back. I believed but now everything came crashing down. I just don't think I can watch you walking down the halls with her and still being your friend. I am not saying I am not gonna be here when you need me. I am saying that I won't be here everyday to listen how about her.
I wanted you to love me back so bad that I even lost my balance between reality and dreams. The words written on this parchment are from my heart Ron. I love you, don't forget that.
Love always,
Hermione
PS. Please don't be mad that I didn't tell you all of this face to face. I am not that brave.