Dear Parvati,
I wish that you were here. The summer's already going by so very fast.
The summer was always when we could hang out, and just enjoy each other's company. It's just plain weird, and more than a little painful not to have you around.
I wish that you were here to help me. I'm trying to write a letter to you, and it's taking forever. I don't know what to say to you. I've never had this problem before. I'm sitting over this letter for ages, but the words just don't want to come down to this quill.
Considering just how short these letters are, the take much too long to write. Mom found my first letter when she was cleaning my room and is worried about me. She wants me to stop writing to you. I can't stop. It's my only lifeline to you. Already it's much too hard to picture the way that you were.
I wish that I could see you just one more time. That I could say a real could goodbye. I want to hold you, and tell you how much a miss you. Even if it was just for one hour, it would be worth it.
I wish that you could be here to help me make some difficult decisions. I've been invited back to Hogwarts for an 8th year. Part of me feels special, after all, how many people can say they went to Hogwarts for eight years?
I don't know if I can stand to go back there. That was the place where I saw too much death. That was the place that I saw you for the last time. I wish that you were here to reassure me, to tell me that I should go, or that there's no point. You would tell me that I'm so smart that I didn't have to go back there.
But you're not here. Every time I think of you, I wish you were here. But you're not. So I'm going to have to make this decision own my own, the first decision that I have had to make without you.
Missing you more than I can ever say,
Padma