Dear Lavender,
I know you will never read this but I just wanted to get some things out there.
I just wanted you to know that I thought you were a decent person, maybe even nice. I thought we were friends, not best friends but friends none the less.
That was until you stole from me. You stole the only person I ever loved.
I can understand how you could easily fall for someone like him. But I do not understand why you would do it. As a friend (or so I thought) how could you do it?
How could you not see what he meant to me?
How could you not see that he felt the same way. At least I thought he did. I was probably just deluding myself as usual. He probably only accepted my invitation out of pity or something equally as stupid.
But that is beside the point.
You do not deserve him, you can never understand him, know him or love him the way I do.
I hope you realise that your fleeting fancy of the boy I love may have ruined any chance I ever had with him.
Hermione, the forgotten friend.