SECRET ADMIRER
CHAPTER ONE
She was walking out of her potions class when someone grabbed her arm and pulled her aside.
"Hey! Let go of me!" Her captor put their hand over her eyes so she couldn't see their face.
"Not until I get to talk to you." A deep voice growled from behind her.
"Why?" She asked simply."why cover my eyes? Who are you?"
"Just... A secret admirer." He whispered in her ear. She gasped.
"I have an admirer?"
"Of course you do. Why wouldn't you?" He chuckled.
"I guess...I just thought that the boys only thought of me as a bossy, bushy-haired know-it-all..."
"Ah, well, to me, you are a beautiful, talented, and intelligent girl who doesn't dumb herself down for anyone." She stood in shock. No one, not even Ron when they had dated a few months back, had ever said anything like that to her.
"Who are you?"
"That, I cannot say."
"Why not?"
"If I did, you would reject me."The mystery boy sighed.
"Not necessarily."
"Trust me, Hermione," he muttered in her ear, "it's better this way."
He lifted his hand, but had disappeared before she got a chance to see his face.
