LETTER FIFTEEN

Oliver Wood
2 Spring St
Autumn Grove


That letter was absolutely rubbish Oliver. You know it too. How dare you say that I don't care about what you want? How DARE you call me immature and HOW DARE YOU imply that something more is going on between myself and my friend. He happens to be a very close friend and I only have (or maybe that's HAD) eyes for you.

I have never seen this side of you before and I am not liking it. You are being rude, ungrateful and all out SELFISH Oliver Wood!

I read your letter and at the start I thought yes, he is being good to me again. Wow, I was wrong! You are being a brat. That word sums it up completely. I don't know why I bothered wasting my time on writing you a letter when you have been in such terrible moods. You're just making life uncomfortable. I guess there's no need for me to come home any time soon eh? That's pathetic Oliver. Just pathetic. We're SUPPOSED to be in love.

Maybe I was wrong.

-Hermione