Dear Hermione,
I am writing you this from the seats of the Quidditch Stadium in Bulgaria. Since I left Hogwarts I cannot stop thinking of the Yule Ball and how you were looking so beautiful on that night. I can remember the dance we had, and the talking we did. I am sorry about the other girls watching you, I tried to make them go and dance but they would not. I hope it did not ruin your night for you because I found it fantastic.
I am not stopping thinking of you since I left. I was lonely on my trip back to Bulgaria. I did not keep myself in my room but I did not find my friends stopped me thinking of you.
I find you so difficult to understand. I am hoping you don't get offended by this, but there is a lot about you to learn. You look very shy from the outside, your curls of hair cover your beautiful face and I ask you to always keep your head high. You are so very clever and talented and beautiful in many more ways than your face. Please remember this.
I am thinking of when I can be seeing you next and I hope it will be soon if you like?
I miss you already Hermione, I will dream of you until I next see your face. Until then I will do nothing but sleep.
All my love,
Viktorx