Dear me,

You are important. You are beautiful. Ron does love you. I promise.

I'm writing to you now because my daughter just turned seventeen years old. I remember being seventeen, and honestly not all the memories are good. Right now you're in the middle of helping fight a battle that's not even really your battle to fight. You look like crap, you feel like crap, and Ron has barely ever even acknowledged that you're a girl, none the less shown any romantic feelings toward you. But don't worry they're there, he's just too simple minded to feel them.

Not much else to say really. I've got a birthday party to plan. If by some weird twist of fate you do read this, take my advice, it'll help bunches.

All my love,

Hermione Weasley (Er, Granger)

AN: Well that was lame. Not even three paragraphs, only 136 words. The next few (Ron, Neville, and Dumbledore) might be shorter like this. Oh well, hope you liked it any way, Thanks for reading

PS feel free to review ;) you don't have to, but it'd sure make this poor little southern girl feel nice. Hahahaha