Dear James

Hi

I don't even know why I'm writing this. It was Hermione's idea. Oh my Godric Gryffindor, I love her. She's the most intelligent girl I've ever known, plus she's beautiful, witty and musical too. Unrequited love is the worst, and it just goes to show, especially due to Mya's idea regarding this letter, that it is and always will remain unrequited. I just want to be loved for once in my life for being who I am and not who everybody expects me to be.

-James

Feeling completely idiotic, I leave the letter where Mya suggested. The Room of Requirement. It was a sensible idea, because that way nobody would know where it was unless they had placed a tracking charm on the letter or if they scoured the Room. I don't sign the letter with my name for obvious reasons, the Hogwarts Gossip Mill must be credited but also offended in its intelligence but also nosiness.

Under a gem-covered box lies my letter, addressed 'To Whom It May Concern' in the aqua ink Mya had bought me from Hogsmeade.

Nobody would ever find out my secret.