Pack a Punch Drabble Competition Prompt 13. "I never said that." Submission under the Easy "Make Me Go Aww" category.
Word count (pre a.n.): 499

Harry was startled awake one afternoon when an owl flew down to him while he "studied" by the fire in Gryffindor's common room. Collecting the note from the owl, he found himself confused why someone would send a note instead of just going to see him.

Dear Harry,
While I may not be writing a poem, I still want to share my feelings. Despite everything that has happened I still find myself in love with you. Whether or not you feel the same, I needed to get this off my shoulders.
Thanks for being there,

That bloody owl had eaten the signature off! It was no bother to Harry though has he could think of only one person that would write him a love letter now as yesterday, he and Cho had kissed, so obviously it was her.
Getting up from his spot, he rushed off to the library, where he knew Cho spent a great deal of time. There she was, in all the beauty that Harry recognized, and she in turn loved him. This had to be a dream, right?
"Hey Cho, could I speak to you alone for a moment?" Harry asked with a cheeky grin on his face.
"Sure Harry," she responded, smiling back and leading the way to a separate aisle of books a few rows down. Cho looked at Harry questioningly, waiting to see why he want to talk, and so he started rambling, nervous to share his own feelings.
"I got your letter Cho and I just want you to know that I care about you too and it was really very sweet of you to send it. I really just wanted to tell you that-"
"What letter are you talking about, Harry? I didn't write anything to you."
This was a shock, so he just handed her the letter. "You didn't write this?"
Cho skim read the note quickly before returning her gaze to Harry, "Oh Harry, I'm sorry. No, I never said that, I-"
"No, no. I understand. Thanks anyways Cho." Harry walked away, semi-dejected by the unexpected rejection.
As Harry left the library, he walked straight into Ginny who seemed to be rushing off somewhere.
"Oh Harry, sorry," she mumbled looking like she felt very awkward in this moment.
"No its totally my fault Ginny. Hey wait," he called out as he followed her out of the library. A lightbulb seemed to have turned on in his head and he couldn't stop himself from asking, "You didn't write me a letter earlier today, did you?" Based upon the deep blush that overcame her face to the point that her cheeks and her hair were of similar shades, he knew his answer.
"Uhh..yeah," was her only response.
Upon hearing this, he leaned in to kiss her. It was nothing special to an outsider, just a short kiss in a deserted hallway. But to the two of them it was fireworks and possibilities, hopes and dreams. It was everything.