Dear Granger,
I have been on the bus past your house. Yes, Slytherins do use the bus. We may have grudges against Muggles, but it doesn't mean we don't appreciate what they do.
Voldemort doesn't believe in free will. Either I kill or I die. It's quite simple really. It's just not so simple on the inside. Every day I have to look around corners and spy on people when truthfully, I want to be curled up in bed and never come out again or able to just be me and walk around happily and free of all the burdens. It seems everything is crashing down around me now.
I assume Harry has told you of Voldemort's horcruxes by now. I know what they are. Although I shouldn't, I know something that may help you. You'll probably forget this but the elder wand is very important. I'm unsure of it's whereabouts but I know for certain Voldemort wants it. I hope this helps.
Again I'm guessing but you won't return next year will you? Only at the end. I will not be coming back. Even if I do the task I've been set, I do not believe I will return. I would be hated. Every look, a death glare. Because I brought death upon someone; someone so great, everyone would know what I've done. I couldn't take it.
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Dear Granger (Love Through Letters: Book 1)
Hayran KurguWhen Hermione Granger receives a mysterious letter, she feels the need to reply. Even without knowing the writer personally, she slowly begins to find out who they may be. But where will it lead her? Maybe into the unknown depths of her heart...
