WARNING: In case you didn't pay attention to the rating and Summary, this had character death, and may be inappropiate for certain people.
Dear Hermione, Ron and Hogwarts,
I'm sorry it had to end this way, I really am. I tried to hide my secrets, it just didn't work out. I tried to hide who I truly was, but it escaped anyways. I know you two don't understand how I could love someone like that. It's simple really, personality, who they are in the inside, not on the outside. Hermione, I know that's what you love about Ron, same goes for you Ron.
If I'd known how everyone would turn against me because of my relationship and who I loved, I would've kept it secret until many years after we all killed Voldermort. I thought you two were truly my friends for life, the ones I could always count on, but that turned out to be false. There was only one person I could always count on, even though their exterior was a sodding git. I should've seen the signs, but thinking that I had finally found people I could call my family had me blind. I see now how it truly is.
If everyone, including you two, turning on me wasn't enough, you all killed my love. Thinking that if you did that the so called spell that was on me would break, there was no spell, unless love is a spell. I tried to get over my loves death, but it ate at me, I couldn't save them, I couldn't be there to hear their last words, I couldn't do what I had promised I would do. To me, breaking that vow was one of the worse things to do. Breaking that vow caused me to go over the deep end. I seemed to always be drowning in sorrow.
Finally I just couldn't take the pain, couldn't take the insults, couldn't take the matchmaking, I just couldn't take any of it anymore. I loved Draco with all my heart. You all took away the one person I truly loved, the one person I could always count on.
I hope you are all happy for what you have done! Happy that you all caused the destruction of the Great-Boy-Who-Lived!
Now I end this letter with a sorrowful goodbye. I will be joining Draco, fore he is my love, enjoy your misery.
By the time you read this, I will already be gone. My body will remain, but that is all. When you find my bloody corpse, remember you brought this on to yourselves. Watch for a river of blood coming down the steps, with that will be all of my pain, my burdens, my misery, everything.
For those who actually cared for me, I will miss you, I love you.
--Harry James Potter