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Hermione Jean Granger
"Mom,
When I was about five, maybe more, you told me that we would all have three loves: the first love, the love of our life, and the love for our life. I remember laughing and saying that I would meet someone who would be all three things. Obviously, I was wrong, and you were right.
Today, eleven years after your death, I found myself thinking about it as I watched my children play in the garden. I realized then that I should tell you what my loves are, after all, you told me yours.
As you may already imagine, Ron was my first love. When I met him, he was unbearable, but over time... oh, Mom, Ron became everything to me. He was one of my best friends - still is, actually - I would give my life for him, and I loved him in an inexplicable way. When we started dating, I was sure it would be him. And it was, for many years. We got married, had Rose and Hugo, and in the end, we divorced. The story you know: I spent more time teaching at Hogwarts than with my family, and the passion gradually faded, leaving only our friendship, and it was for that friendship that we didn't insist on the marriage.
Of course, I still hoped we would get back together, but Ron and Padma started dating, and I saw that they were meant to be together. Today, they have a two-year-old boy, Panju. He is such a beautiful child, Mom! Panju is my godson, and I feel so happy to have continued to be friends with Ron because having him in my life makes my days so much fun. I love him, but it's that love between friends, you know? I would still give my life for him.
As for the love for my life, it happened on an October afternoon when I was at Ilvermorny for a Triwizard Tournament with some Hogwarts students. He had beautiful green eyes and messy black hair, and that smile... oh! What a beautiful smile; it made me feel 15 again. He was teaching some demigods who were also wizards, something new that the Greek and Roman demigods decided to do: go to some wizarding schools to teach those who couldn't go to camp.
He was, still is, so silly and funny. He can make me smile effortlessly. At Ilvermorny, we became friends and went out together every weekend I was there. He even accompanied me to the winter ball, and it was such a fun night; I hadn't felt light in so long.
Oh, Mom, I wish you had met him. I can see you saying, 'Your prince charming came in the form of a 24-year-old boy with a pen that transforms into a sword.' Well, he came like that, and he was so young! I was afraid the 14-year age difference between us would be an obstacle, and I decided to give up those silly feelings. But for Percy Jackson, anything is possible, and today we are married with a beautiful girl named Zoe.
However, being honest with you, Percy is not the love of my life. Oh, Mom, the love of my life is me. And when I found myself, it was something scary. I was so lost and scared of the future, but there was the best version of me smiling and saying that I would go through everything with my head held high and that, in the end, everything would be fine. I was right. Loving myself was something that started slowly, very slowly, but it was beautiful. And today, I am such a happy woman. I have all my loves with me, and I will never abandon them.
With love,
Hermione."