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Chapter 1- D.C.M

My name is Hermione Granger and I think I like someone. Not like, more like love. But I can't tell anyone that, you know why? He is my best friends enemy. Draco Malfoy. I don't know, or how it happened, but it happened. Just like that. Here is the story of how I think it happened.

I was in the common room read the last page of The Standard Book of Spells Grade 6 when Harry came in with Ron.

"Are you done your homework?" I asked. I knew they were going to say no but I asked anyway.

"Yes," said Ron and Harry at the same time. They gave each other a weird grin. I sat there shocked.

"Are you sure your done the potions homework, and the Transfiguration homework?"

"Yup, why do you ask?"

"You two normally don't your homework without me!"

"Well, lets go to bed Ron," said Harry.

"Okay, but, Hermione, what are you doing? Don't you feel tired? I mean, it is 11 and you usually sleep early."

"I… your right. I am tired but I couldn't get up for some reason. I have been very lazy lately."

"Well you can go to bed if you want because me and Harry are not going to stay here with you."

"Good night!" said Harry as he walked towards the boys' dorm.

"Good night," I said walking towards the girls' dorm. She didn't want to stay in the common room anymore. She was really sleepy.

When she walked in she found Ginny awake writing in her journal. All the other girls were asleep. When she looked at her bed, she let out a strange squeaking sound. She didn't want to wake up the other girls. On her bed were feathers. They were everywhere. On top of the feathers was an owl. He looked a lot like Hedwig but he was brownish white. He looked kind of odd. He was carrying a letter.

"He was here for a long time," said Ginny, "I tried getting the letter and cleaning up the feathers but he wouldn't give me the letter and kept on making a mess. Do you know the owl?"

"Thank you for trying to clean up and no, I don't know the owl," I said.

"I will help clean up-just get the letter first. I don't want the owl to attack me…"

"Okay, thanks."

I toke the letter from the owl. It didn't bite or scratch me so the letter must be for me.

On the envelope it said:

To: Hermione

Gryffindor girls' Dorm

From: D.C.M

"Do you know D.C.M?" asked Hermione.

"No, why?"

"Someone named D.C.M sent me this."

"Really? I wonder why they just didn't write their name…"

They looked at each other at the same time.

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" I asked.

"I think so. What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking this is a love note. Are you thinking that?"

"Yup. Open it and read it."

"Okay but I am going to read it in my head first."

"Okay."

Hope you liked the story so far. Sorry if I made some spelling mistakes, I can't spell that good. Please tell me what you think.