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Dear Loyalty,

I think I'll just stick to calling you that. You'll always be Loyalty to me, but knowing that you're Cedric Diggory is just a shock. I couldn't believe it and that's why it's taken me so long to write this letter. I understand why you're under so much pressure because everyone expects so much out of you. I hope you know that all I expect you to do is keep writing these letters.

I hope your Auror training is going well. Many people tell me that the training is excruciating. Still, I believe that you can survive this. You'll probably end up being the best of the best, knowing your reputation as the pretty boy, know-it-all, and all-around good guy. I'd like you to thank your mother for me. Her plan may have been a wacky one, but it sure worked!

You should've been in Gryffindor instead! I would never have had the guts to ask my parents something like that. They would've interrogated me about why I wanted to know and who was I going to talk to. I don't like lying to my parents, and I probably would've blabbed to them about sending letters to a stranger. They'd freak out at me! Well, at least if I get caught now, I don't have to tell them it's a stranger. When they hear it's you, they'll only tease me.

They have a subscription to the Daily Prophet and they've read all about you, even some of those Rita Skeeter articles. They'd never stop going on about how I know someone who's so cute and adorable. By the way, you have got to stop being so conceited in your letters. Last time, you called yourself handsome, and that's a bit stuck up.

I, too, hope that we win the upcoming war. Right now, it's kind of like the calm before the storm. Something's brewing on the horizon and it doesn't look too friendly. Merlin, I hope we all make it through this! I picture your face in my mind, and I hope that you'll forgive me for what I'm going to tell you. Now that I know your name, I'm tempted even more not to tell you mine. Trust me; we're on completely different sides of the food chain. I do trust that you'd accept me, but it's my own fears eating away at me. I hope you can understand that. I promise I'll tell you before anything really bad happens.

It's nice to know that one day we can face our worries together. There may be no heroes that can wave their hand and make all our troubles disappear, but we do have our everyday heroes. Everybody wants to be a hero, but sometimes, being a hero means letting someone else save you. You have to know when to fold and when to take a chance.

I don't know why, but you love to flatter me in these letters. You call me intelligent and astounding, but I'm just your average girl. Please don't put me on a pedestal. I'm also very happy that you keep my letters in a special place. It's nice to know that you think I'm actually important in this huge world of ours.

When things get hard, I try to think about the two of us together. I can picture us walking through Diagon Alley, hand in hand. I can picture our first date at some quaint little café. At first, I thought I was just infatuated with you, but now I think that maybe that's not the case. Maybe I love you. Maybe that's why I'm scared.

Love,

Bravery