I hope that since you left, you're feeling better, because as much as I'm angry that you left without so much as a goodbye, I miss you. A lot. When you come back, I want to see you smiling....I miss your usual self. Whatever it takes, try to feel better these next few days. I know it's hard, but try to relax.
I spoke to Dean last night. I really have to talk to him more often. He's a wonderful guy, but I think he's lonely. Or at least, I sort of got that vibe from him, even if he didn't actually say
Oh, another thing, you bastard! (don't take offense to that) You're going to miss Hermione's birthday on Sunday! I don't know whether you were planning on coming back on Sunday evening or Monday morning, but I had been hoping that we could maybe throw a little party or something for her. Everyone could use the pick-me-up. Oh well.
I find myself at certain times of the day looking around for you or halfway up the stairs of the boys dorms to go visit you, only to remember you're not there. It's unsettling, really. I miss you, and owls don't do the trick.
Tell everyone I said hi. I miss you, and I love you. Feel better, darling.