[A/N – Another repost from Bookworm – don't report me for plagiarism. :-) Anyway, this is super-short, but I kind of like it. Hope you do too.]
[Disclaimer – As always, copyright remains with JK Rowling.]
Harry,
I'm writing to you to tell you how much I hate you. I hate your big beautiful green eyes. I hate the way your jet-black hair falls ever so messily-perfect over your forehead. I hate the way you look when you don't pay attention in Potions. I hate how you can appear so awkward and so graceful at the same time. I hate how beautifully you sit on your broomstick. And I loathe the way you smile.
But most of all, I hate thinking about how we could have been friends. And even more, I hate to think that we could have been more than that.
Draco Malfoy