Harry Potter and the Love of a Girl

Harry woke with a fright. He had just had another dream about Hermione, the love of his life, his reason to get up in the morning. He could talk about her night and day and go on and on how wonderful she is and how she laughs, smiles, walks, and breaths. He just wished that he could go back to the train station when they had gone separate ways, and tell her how he felt. That he just couldn't stand not being around her and hearing her voice and seeing her eye's sparkle. Why oh why did he hold it back, why?

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Writing to Harry had been so hard since the start of summer. She wanted to spill out her feelings and say that she like him and couldn't stand being away from him. She knew deep inside that she couldn't, knew that if she did it wouldn't feel the same. Also, she knew that he probably still liked Cho and would just think of her as the poor half-blood that she was (even though he was a half-blood himself). He would just think that she was the girl to copy homework from, and to talk about his problems with.

Well I have problems too. Harry never would understand how I feel, neither would Ron! The only thing they understand how to do is spill out THEIR minds! They would never listen to what I have to say!

But on the other hand I never did really try to talk to Harry about how I feel. And I would never tell Ron about it because he would be so gob smacked, he might even tell Harry about how I feel about him!

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"I wish Harry was here to help me," pleaded Ron while sitting at his desk thinking of Hermione. "He would understand how I feel towards her! Right?"

"Ron your lunch is going to get cold and rotten if you don't come down here this instant!" Mrs. Weasley yelled from the kitchen.

I guess I could invite him over; it isn't like he couldn't come. Ron thought while walking into the kitchen.

"Mom, can I invite Harry to stay with us for the rest of the summer, it is just two more weeks until it's over. And he would probably want to after having to stay with the Dursley's and all." Ron asked after sitting down at the table.

"You know Harry is welcomed here anytime he wants to come over. Go ahead and send him a owl." Mrs. Weasley said. Ron started to get up, but she told him to sit right back down. "But, please eat something, you've been stuck in that room all day, it's time you ate!" She put a plate in front of him and said, "Eat!" then she walked off to find Ginny to help her in the garden outside.

Harry, I hope that you can come and help me! And I really hope that Hermione likes me!

After eating Ron ran up to his room and got out a piece of parchment and started to write a note to Harry.

Dear Harry,

I am in need of some advice! If you can get away from your Aunt and Uncle, please right back and someone will come to pick you up.

-Ron

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Krum was on his bed thinking of Hermione Granger, the girl that he was crazy for. She had been writing to him about what was going on with her. He would right back and tell her about his life. He would once in awhile send her a present or two (chocolates, candy, ect.) and She would say thank you and all that. But she never said anything about what she thought about him. He would send her all the hints he could give her without giving his secret away. But would never get anything back.

Does Her-my-o-knee think of ve often? I van't so bad vo know! Vhy vont she show it? What i'm i doing vrong?

"I vill send ver a letter. Telling ver strait vout vow I feel! What a wonderful idea of vine!" Krum said to himself. He stood and walked down stairs of his house and got a piece of patchment.

Dear Her-my-o-knee,

How vare vou? I have something vo tell vou. I love vou. I have veld it vor very very long. And I know vat vou maybe won't vike me vack, but I had to vell vou. Or I vould just burst! Please sent ve back an answer voon.

-Krum

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"I seriously think that I should write to someone about my love for..." Malfoy said to himself while at his desk.

"Hurry boy! We're going to be late to the meeting!" Mr. Malfoy yelled from the front door down stairs.

"Couldn't I miss this one I have to... write a mean letter to Harry Potter... uh... saying that he was thrown out of Hogwarts!" Malfoy said.

"If it includes mean, harsh words that will make him not come back to Hogwarts and ruin are latest plans, then go ahead." Mr. Malfoy said while going out the door. He was going to another Death Eaters meeting to think of a plan to bring The Lord back to power. But Harry Potter would always get in the way and stop it from happening. That's only one reason that the Malfoy's hated Harry Potter. The one that was really annoying was that in the second year of Hogwarts Harry let their House Elf free. That really got Mr. Malfoy angry.

"Ok, I can do this... she's just a girl... that probably hates my guts. But I'll show her that I changed. Tell her that I'm not like my father and really it was him that made me do all the mean things throughout the years. I have even stopped going to the Death Eaters meetings." Malfoy said to himself again. "This is stupid. What if Harry and Ron found out, or worst, father! Well it's good to try?" So he started to write.

Dear Hermione,

I know you probably don't really think of me being the nicest person on he earth, but I have changed. I haven't been doing the evil stuff with my father and I hope you understand that it is possible for me to change. Even though I tried to kill Harry last year. It was really Snape that made me do it! But you have to understand also that I do think of you often, and I don't dislike you and think of you as a Mud-blood. I really have thought of you being the nicest and prettiest girl in the school for a very long time, and I guess what I'm trying to say, is that I kind of like you. And you do have a right to not like me back because how I have treated you in the past, but I just had to say it. Hope to hear from you soon! (Or see you at school)

-Draco