LETTER TWENTY

Ms. Hermione Granger
Gryffindor Tower
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Well Herm,

What can I say? What can I do? All I know is I am so sorry for bringing you into this darn mess. This has turned into a huge bloody mess and I honestly can't do anything about it.

I appreciate the concern and all but once newspapers get hold of stories like this they won't stop. Believe me, I know.

I am going to come and see you alright? But I can't meet at Hogwarts- meet me at the Three Broomsticks at 12 on Monday alright? Reply back to tell me if you can or can't. I'd come to Hogwarts but I'm pretty sure the Daily Prophet expect that and might even have some reporters milling around the grounds or close by (even if Dumbledore doesn't allow it.)

I am trying to remain positive but everything has come crashing down. I can't help but wonder WHY US? We haven't done anything except become really good friends and I don't understand why all of this is happening.

I guess things might look a bit better when I see you and give you a hug. It's something I am clinging onto at the moment. Alright, so I sound like a cheesy prince from a fairytale (Like Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs) but it's true. Hold on and don't let the press get to you.

Love,

Oliver