Dear Hermione,
If you're reading this right now, I'm sorry you had to wait till I was dead. I want you to know that ever since first year, I loved you. I tried to tell myself that I didn't. That my mind was playing games with me. I tried to deny it because I didn't want you to get hurt. After all that we've been through, I'm glad it was with you. I've always wondered what it would have been like to be yours, but I wanted you to be safe.
I always loved the way you're hair is messy, your smile, and just about everything about you. Hah, you probably think I'm a total nut-case. Go ahead and think that, but just remember, I love you.
Sincerely,
Harry James Potter