Secret Admirers 2/2

"Ok, I don't know about you 'Mione, but I have to know who did this," Ginny said ready to tear into her letter.

"With what happened to Ron, I think it might be better to open them in our dormitory," Hermione suggested.

"I guess..." Ginny said with a pout before perking up. "Do you think they're love letters? Maybe it'll sing to us like mine did for Harry! What if they're from the same person?" And her questions went on and on until the girls were in their shared dormitory.

Hermione Granger had read and reread her letter by the time her body hit her bed. She just couldn't believe someone actually did all of this just for her. No one had ever done anything of the sort before. Even when she was dating Viktor Krum, though he was very sweet during their courtship.

After Ginny had finished her letter with a girly squeal, she demanded to see Hermione's letter.

"I'll even let you read mine!" Ginny said hopefully.

"Well I should hope so if you're going to read mine," Hermione laughed.

"Please please please, 'Mione," the redhead begged.

Hermione rolled her eyes before finally nodding her head and handing it to her best female friend. The letter read in fancy handwriting the following:

Dear Hermione,

I know that you won't know who I am, as I won't be signing my name, but I would like to ask you for a new beginning. I can't approach you in person about any of this but, you see, I think I might fancy you.

I was hoping we could write back and forth so we can truly get to know each other. If you can find it in your gracious heart to give me a chance, please write me back. If you don't then I'll have my answer and I won't bother you again. I'm hoping to hear from you soon.

Sincerely,

Your Secret Admirer

P.s I hope you like the flowers and please tell Ron Weasley that purple is definitely his color.

Hermione blushed upon hearing it out loud but couldn't fight the smile that appeared on her face. This really made her feel special.

"Oh! I like this guy already!" Ginny exclaimed upon reading it.

"Now, let me read yours," the brightest witch of her age said while turning an even darker shade of red.

"Oh is Hermione Granger blushing?" The redhead teased.

"Just shut up and give me the letter, Gin," the brunette said blushing deeper still.

The youngest Weasley laughed before doing as she was told and handed the letter to her best female friend. Hermione read it and smiled happy for her friend.

Dearest Ginny,

I've been hiding my feelings for a long time but I can't any longer. I like you a lot, I just can't say it to your face. I wish I could tell you, even though your friends wouldn't approve of me. I have come to the conclusion that I think I love you.

You may not know who I am, but if you wish I'd like it if we could write regularly and get to know each other properly.

Love,

Your Secret Admirer

"Oh this is amazing, Gin!" Hermione exclaimed.

"I know! We have to write them back!" Ginny said excitedly.

"Absolutely," the brunette answered as she got them both some parchment while the redhead got them quills and some ink.

Once they both got set up with what they needed, they sat down and started writing. While Ginny seemed to know exactly what she wanted to say Hermione got stuck after Dear Secret Admirer.

"Um..hey Gin," Hermione said awkwardly.

"What?" Ginny said looking up at her friend.

"I haven't a clue what to write," the brunette said sadly.

The youngest Weasley laughed, "well what do you want to tell him?" She asked.

"That I want to write back and forth to him and to get to know him," Hermione said feeling silly saying it to Ginny.

"Alright, how about 'is this soon enough for you'?" Ginny joked.

"I'm serious, Ginny," Hermione said with a frown.

"Alright fine just give me a moment to finish mine," the redhead soothed as she finished her note and sent it off unknowingly to Blaise Zabini. "Alright, now where are you stuck?" Ginny asked and she scooted over to help.

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"Would you quite it with the pacing, mate. You're driving me crazy here, as if I'm not anxious enough," Draco Malfoy finally said to his friend.

"Oh yeah? Why don't you try progressing your feelings to the girl you've liked since forever through owl post," Blaise shot back.

"Alright I get it just twiddle your thumbs or something, anything but pace the room like that," Draco told him.

"Fine," Blaise grumbled. "Why are you even anxious? I thought you didn't even like her," he added.

"I don't," the blond said maybe a little too quickly. His best friend, of course, noticed and gave him a sly smile. "No no no, don't you give me that look Blaise Zabini! I do not fancy her! I just..wrote her the truth," Draco said flustered.

"Oh really? What would this truth be Mr. Malfoy?" The Italian teased.

"That I wanted another chance," Draco said meekly for once. "And that I wished to get to know her properly," he explained looking at his shoes.

"Hey man, you deserve another chance," Blaise said trying to convince him.

"She probably won't even write back and hey if she doesn't then I have my answer, right?" Draco said sadly.

Before Blaise could answer his friend, an owl swooped in through their open window and landed in front of Blaise. The two of them stared at it for a moment in surprise and, for Blaise, nervousness.

"Well, read it Blaise," Draco encouraged.

Blaise then nervously took the letter from the owl and gave it a treat before opening the letter. He read it once, then twice, and then the times with his smile growing each time. Draco smiled too, he was really happy for his friend but he couldn't help but look out the window floor anymore owls.

Draco kept glancing and staring at the window every once in awhile, he congratulated Blaise now that he's on the right track, and he nodded when Blaise tried to assure him that Hermione would write. But it wasn't until Blaise was asleep in his bed and Draco was drifting off to sleep in a chair by a window that an owl flew in.

He perked up before taking the letter and giving the loyal owl a special treat. Then he read the letter Hermione had written to him.

And he smiled.