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Dearest Harry,

With everything that's happened I don't know what to write anymore. And I'm sorry I haven't written you before. I meant to, we all did, only after that last visit it was so hard to even think of you. You were the best of us, Harry.

I want you to know that what happened to Cedric wasn't your fault. When you came out of the maze holding onto him, we all wanted to believe your story. We all wanted to hear how Harry Potter, the boy who lived, was still our hero and it was hard to accept that you weren't. So many of us felt angry and betrayed, and I did too at first.

I hope you haven't stopped reading. What I need to tell you, Harry, is that I'm angry with myself. Everyone around you, your peers, your teachers, all of us, we had this preconceived notion of what you were. You were The Boy Who Lived. You were our hero.

We didn't stop and see that you were just Harry, not a hero, not a legend, not The Boy Who Lived but Harry, our friend, and that should have come first. We never saw the strain you were under. Worse, we caused it. We forced you to be this hero when you're still just a child like the rest of us. We took what should have been a sweet, exciting school story and perverted it. We built this delusion of Voldemort. I almost wish he had returned.

I'm so sorry, Harry, that I never knew you were on such thin ice, that I only made it worse. Everyone around you made it worse. If we had only recognized, even for a moment, that you were just like us, none of this would have happened. It's our fault you ended up in St. Mungo's, in the state you're in. It's our fault you've suffered like this.

It's our fault Cedric Diggory is dead.

You don't know how many times I have said these words, Harry, because it is our fault and it's been terrible to accept, but I think for everybody's sake that we must. It wasn't just you that night.

I know they call it an unforgivable curse, but I forgive you. I need you to know that I forgive you and that I am so sorry for the part I played. I hope you can forgive me as well.

Until that day, I will remain your friend and advocate.

Love from,

Hermoine

the end

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