Disclaimer: Harry Potter does not belong to me along with the characters. Only the plot is mine.

Whoever said studying was interesting? Wait that was her! Arrgh! She had so many exams coming up what with her N.E.W.T's and all. She wanted nothing more than to curl up in her favorite chair by the fire with a good book. You know what? That's what she was going to do. Hermione slammed her book closed startling Harry and Ron from their own quiet studying; well Harry was studying. Ron was daydreaming. "Where are you going?"

Hermione turned to look at Harry before disappearing up the stairs to the girl's dormitory. "I'm going to get a book to read. I can't sit here and study one more minute. Otherwise, I might go crazy." Harry nodded and she left.

There sitting in the middle of her bed was a single red rose and a single sheet of blank stationery. Hermione reached out and picked up the piece of stationery. As soon as her fingers brushed the stationery, words appeared on the piece of parchment. Startled, she dropped it. Instantly, the words disappeared. She picked up the stationery once more. This time she was ready when the words appeared again.

To Hermione:

12 Things I LOVE About YOU,

Your beautiful chocolate brown eyes…I could get lost in them.

The way the sunlight brings out the honey colored strands in your hair.

The way your face lights up when you've finally found what you've been looking for.

The way your eyes sparkle when you're having fun.

The way you bite your bottom lip when you're concentrating.

The way you curl up in front of the fire with a favorite book for hours.

The way you take time to stop and smell the flowers.

The way you care for your friends without a second thought.

The way you seem to know everything, and yet, you do not know anything.

The way your face has so many expressions.

The way you…

Last, but not least, how you're standing here reading this and thinking, "What is this guy talking about?" (It's all true, my love.)

"What in the world is this guy talking about?" Thought Hermione. "Never mind what he's talking about. He's being really sweet, even if what he's saying not true." That's when Hermione remembered what she came upstairs for. She quickly conjured a vase out of thin air and filled it with water for the rose. After carefully arranging it on the night stand, she grabbed the book she had come after. Taking the stationery with her, she took her book and curled up her favorite chair in front of the fireplace. Taking care to place the stationery in the back of the book just so she settled in to read for the night.

Harry smiled when he saw Hermione curled up in front of the fireplace with a book. He was about to speak when he noticed that she was fast asleep. He motioned for Ron to keep quiet and went to remove the book from her hands. He was startled when a piece of stationary fell out of it. He picked it up only to find that it was blank. "Hermione must have had it there to take notes with." He thought. He replaced the parchment in the book. It was odd that he didn't see a quill. He shrugged as he placed the book down and pulled a blanket from the back of a nearby couch and tucked it around Hermione careful not to wake her. Silently he and Ron made their way up the stairs of the boy's dormitory, leaving Hermione fast asleep in front of the fireplace.

Hermione was startled when she woke up alone in the common room, covered in a blanket. She immediately began to search for her book that held the parchment from yesterday. She wanted to make sure it wasn't a dream. She found it on the table in front of her and instantly began looking for the piece of parchment. To her relief it was in the back of the book where she had left it. She picked it up and straight away the words appeared once again on the parchment. Hermione read through them again shaking her head. "Really what was this guy thinking?" She put it back in the book and went upstairs to get ready for breakfast.