Dear Hermione

I've watched you for over a year. I wanted to tell you since last year's Valentines day, but you were under a lot of stress then and I didn't think you would believe me then. You might not believe me now either, but I'm not joking. I know you don't believe yourself to be notice worthy, but you really are. I've known you since you came to Hogwarts even though I really didn't notice you as a girl until last year at the Yule Ball. I think the whole school learned then that you are a girl. Most people usually see only the books and smarts but you're so much more than that. You are beautiful even if you don't see it. I do. You have great personality, you are caring and brave. You stand up for what you believe in, no matter what is up against you. I've noticed you in the library, you tend to curl up in a chair when you read something for fun and curl your hand in your hair. When you find an answer on a question or problem you're having, your whole face lights up. You start to beam with happiness. I know people say that you don't have fun, even your best friends, but they've never seen you in the library. Alright I'm starting to ramble a bit.

I just wanted to tell you that I like you. It started out with fascination, but I feel like I got to know you just by watching you. Valentines day is coming in 2 weeks and I'm hoping you would be my Valentine. I know you will shake your head when you read this, but I will prove you I really do like you

Mystery Friend

Hermione Granger stared at the letter. She couldn't imagine who had written it or how it had gotten in her potions book. When she had opened it to start her homework, it had fallen on the table. Her bag had never been unattended and apart from eating and lessons she had carried it herself. Looking through the letter again, she looked for clues. He, presumably, was at least in her year or older since he had said knowing since she had come to school and mentioning the Yule Ball. She couldn't recognize the writing so she doubted anyone in her year had written it. But then again the person could have had someone else write the letter. Or it could be joke.

She looked around the room. There were only few people spread around the room, most people doing their homework. Quite a few people were in the library. Curfew wasn't for another 2 hours, so people were hanging out with their friends from other houses. At the window, it seemed Ron Weasley had managed to con a third year into playing chess. By the looks of the distress on the younger boy's face, he was loosing. There was a small crowd gathered around them to cheer quite loudly their year mate. The last member of their trio, the Harry Potter, boy-who-lived or whatever ridiculous name they had come up with, was watching the game with amusement. She could see he wasn't enjoying the game as much as others. She felt bad for him. The wizarding world's most famous magazine had been making his life difficult, again. Also their defence teacher wasn't making his life any easier. This was a rare night off for him, usually spending his nights in detention or Occlumency lessons. She could only hope that his life would get even a little easier on him.

She suspiciously spied the prankster twins, Fred and George Weasley, as they were whispering to each other next to the fire. They could have easily gotten the letter unnoticed in her bag and they lived for jokes and pranks. She didn't think they were cruel, even though they did take full advantage on the innocence of first years. First years had no chance against the seventh-year duo. Most first years had no idea how famous the twins really were, and later some were afraid to say no to them for fear of pranks. But they were never cruel. Most victims of their pranks were bullies in one form or another. They seemed most alive when people were laughing. She realised she had been staring at them for too long and they had noticed her staring. She quickly looked away and hoped they wouldn't think much of it. She had never confessed to anyone but she had had a crush on Fred for few years now. She had spend time with the twins in her first year before the troll incident. They had tried to get her to relax. They were quite different if you had the chance to get to know them.

Suddenly she realised if the mystery admirer was real, this was her chance of growing past her feelings for the prankster. She looked over the letter again. Despite the slightly creepy beginning, the writer seemed to understand her. She laughed a bit when she realised, he was right: she had been shaking her head while reading. She put the letter inside another book and tried to concentrate on her homework. First time in her life it seemed difficult as her thoughts get coming back to the letter and the mystery friend. How would he prove he was telling the truthl?

I don't own anything but the plot. I wanted to write more detail about their fifth year but my copy of Order of the Phoenix has gone AWOL during my move and I don't want to write anything I'm not at least 90% sure. When I get it I will put more details but before that I will continue writing this story.

Please I would love comments, I am here to improve my writing and positive criticism would be very apreciated. I´ve corrected most of them I hope.