LETTER FOURTEEN

Hermione 'Ms Know It All' Granger
PO BOX 181286
England


Hermione,

I want to work this out. So please don't get stressed out. I understand (Or I'm trying to) that you need time. So I'm offering you as much space as you need. I respect you.

But if that's the way you want it to be why don't you just like move out or something? Forever? It's been a month and a half since I saw you, how do I know you aren't having an affair with this 'friend' of yours? How do you think I feel about all this? Thrilled? Enthralled? I don't think so darling!!!

You're saying I'M the one carrying on like an immature 13 year old? Take a look at your own behaviour girl! Maybe it's just this whole pregnancy thing but you sure as hell have changed!

You used to be so caring and sweet and clever but now, it's all ME, ME, ME! What about what I want? Heard of compromise? I didn't think so.

Write back to me if you feel you should,

Oliver


Author's Note: Thanks for the explanations of 'Mary Sue-ism'. I now fully understand the term. By the way, whoever flamed my story anonymously and with no name, you're pretty much a coward. Is that so no one can say anything back to you or flame you? Ah, like I give a damn anyway, I deleted you. Thanks everyone else for the reviews! You know I love you all!