September 30, 1976

Dear Gray,

I thought I wasn't the type of person who would fall quickly. I thought there was no way in hell that I would ever be caught daydreaming about Sirius Black. But here I am. Unable to take my mind off of you.

Of course, you will never think of me that way. I have known that even before the night of your birthday. I have already accepted that you will never see me as something other than your friend. That doesn't mean it doesn't still hurt, though.

A few days ago, you told me that you are dating Keira Novak. A beautiful Gryffindor who is tall enough to actually look you in the eye without standing on her toes. She seems nice enough. I get why you would fall for someone like her.

Sometimes, when I see you close to her, I have to try to stop myself from grabbing your arm and pulling you away so I can have you all to myself. I will never have you, though. Not in the way I want.

We have become good friends over the past few months, and I would never do anything to jeopardize that. Which is why I need to get over you.

I think I will take up Ashton Dale on his offer to go to Hogsmeade together next weekend.

Berry