Okay, I'm a Harry/Ginny shipper, and this just came out of nowhere. Set after DH (before epilogue, obviously), Ginny realizes that she can't stand in Harry's shadow forever, and that she doesn't love him as she should.

Disclaimer: I don't get thousands of letters every day. I don't get stopped on the street for autographs, or kids telling me they love my books. In short, I'm not JK Rowling, and Harry Potter belongs to her.

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Dearest Harry,

I wanted to tell you I'm sorry, and that you'll never see me again. It's not going to work out, and there is no use pretending that it will. I love you, I truly do, and that is why I am doing this. For both of us. I can't keep getting hurt, and don't say it will stop, because it never will. It will always be like this. And I can't deal with that.

It's not your fault, and it's not mine. I think it is fate. You were meant to save the world, and be a hero and kill Voldemort. That was your destiny. To love me was never in the plans. We were a potion experiment gone wrong, albeit it was one that seemed right. Until the bubbles appeared and the colors changed and the smoke rose…

I guess what I'm trying to say is that we are not meant to be together. Please don't be angry, or take it out on Ron and Hermione, because this was my decision, and mine alone. Don't worry, you'll find someone else, someone who will be that missing piece in your puzzle. I'm not that piece, Harry, and although I wish I were, I will never be.

Go save the world again; make it a better place. Know that somewhere, somehow, I'll never forget you. I don't regret our time together - imperfect as it was, it gave me hope that we could get out of that mess.

Goodbye Harry. I love you.

Best wishes,

Ginny