Hermionee Granger took a deep breath, and kissed the seal of her daring letter to the love of her life. She gave it to her friend Ginny Weasley's owl, Juckle and gave him the cue to take off.
Ginny and Hermionee watched Jackle fly away, her amber fur glistening in the night. Suddenly, Hermionee turned a ghastly shade of green. She dropped to her knees and buryed her face in her hands.
"I must be insane," She said, her shoulders hunched.
"You are not, he will love your letter. I promise." Ginny said, laying a reaussuring hand on Hermionee's shoulder.
"I hope so," Hermionee mumbled and sighed.
The next morning, at the burrow, Harry Potter and Ron Weasley were stuffing themselves silly with sausages and pancakes the size of hippogriffs. A flutter of wings interrupted them from their hasty chowing.
"Hey look, its Jackle, you must have a letter from Ginny," Fred, Rons older brother teased Harry.
Ron rolled his eyes and picked at his food, he was a little bothered about his best mate dating his sister.
"Shut up," Harry grinned and reached out for Jackle. But, as soon as his hand reached Jackle, she flew away, to Ron.
"For me?" He asked. "Who would write to me?"
"I dunno, mate. Just open it!" Harry said, growing impatient. It was rare that Ron revived any type of mail. Especially not letters with royal blue envelopes.
Ron ripped the letter open, not noticing the kiss mark on the seal. He opened the letter and read-
Dear Ron,
I hope that you are having a wonderful holiday break. I must admit something to you. I love you. I am sorry if you do not comply, but I couldn't stand it any longer. I have a red hot burning passion for you and it can't be bottled. I love you, Ronald Weasley. Very much so. Please send back your opinion on this matter.
Love,
Hermionee
His face turned bright red. He snatched up the letter and dashed two steps at a time up the stairs. When he got to the bedroom he and Harry shared, closed the door and looked around the room for a minute. This was Hermionee…the one that he knew for 6 years now. He had shown this girl all of his mistakes and problems. Then, suddenly, he realized something. And he got out a quill, and began to write.
Well, that's the first chapter. Please review! I want to continue the story, but I don't think I want to if no one reviews. So pip pip, and review! Thanks!