LETTER TWENTY FIVE

Hermione Granger
PO BOX 181286
England

Herms,

Alright, so my last attempts at apologising haven't been very successful I gather seeing as there has been no reply for a rather long time.

So, I'm going to try again and hopefully this time I'll recieve an answer.

Hermione Granger, four years ago we told each other we loved one another. We said this because we wanted to spend the rest of our lives together and I still do.

I can now only pray that I haven't stuffed things up for good. Urgh, why am I trying to be the whole hero and romantic, it's not me and I'm pretty sure you're reading this going 'Oliver, shut up you're being sickening'. Right?

I can tell what you're thinking because I know you so well and I know you know me too. Remember how in love we are? You know the real me and the real me wasn't the one who was calling you immature and selfish. The real me faded when you left Herms, because he couldn't cope with the loss of you.

But now he's back and that's because he realised something important. He is going to have to work to get you back. To get your trust back and your love. Because you won't come home with our situation like this.

So I'm doing my best to right the wrongs. I'm not sure what I can do to make you see that but remember, I'll always be here.

Waiting.

-Oliver