Chapter one: Delivered

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Hermione Granger knew that she was considered smart for her age.

She also was a very curious type of person and when she was curious, she immediately went to the library because she just loved reading books and got the answers from it. It was more thrilling to search for her answers by books rather than searching it in her phone. For her, it was lame and not fun. Besides, Hermione loved the papers' scents in the books and when her fingers touched the papers.

For her appearance, she had a very bushy hair since she was young and gave up to tame it. Soon enough, she grew to like her unique hair and just went with it. She never considered herself as beautiful, but she personally liked her appearance herself.

For her personality, Hermione wasn't really sure about it. People said she was sometimes too stubborn for her own good, like her mother. They also said she was quick to get angry and easily frown. Hermione was surprised to hear that, especially when they didn't really tell her good sides. But Hermione embraced her flaws that showed her as a human, but of course she tried to lessen it.

Also, she had a best friend since she was five years old named Ron Weasley.

Ron was a boy who had ginger hair and freckles. Hermione saw him as a funny guy, even though sometimes Ron didn't realize he was being funny. But he could be reckless and insensitive towards other people, which sometimes hurt Hermione. But when he realized, he apologized immediately and Hermione forgave him of course.

Ron had a big family. He had other six siblings, adding it with a mother and a father. Hermione was close with the Weasleys and she considered them as her second family because of it.

When they were finally eleven years old, they were sent to Hogwarts to continue their education.

Hogwarts were divided into four houses; Gryff, Slyther, Raven, and Huffle. Hermione and Ron were conveniently sorted in the same house; Gryff. But beside that, they could still be divided even if they had the same lesson in their schedule. Each houses had their own sport teams and the popular one was football.

There would always be a Sport Event every year on January. Each houses' teams would compete and of course the one that they awaited so much was the football one. Since first year, Gryff and Slyther football teams had always in a neck to neck situation. Maybe Gryff would win, maybe Slyther would win. No one could really expect who would win.

Despite Hermione not really fond of the sport, she was really always rooting for her house's football team.

But, Hermione had never expected that she would meet guys that could make her smile like a fool and became shy. She also had never expected to write out her deepest feelings into papers and made it like letters, then hid it in a box under her bed at the dorm.

She had also never expected the letters to get delivered to the boys as well.

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Hermione Granger was currently in her fifteenth year, writing down notes in Biology class. She listened to Ms. Mcgonagall and raised her hand whenever the woman asked a question. As always.

When the bell rang indicating it was recess, Hermione tidied up her books and looked at her schedule for her next class. It was Chemistry, which was taught by Mr. Severus Snape.

Hermione disliked Snape, but not as much as her close friends Harry Potter and Ron Weasley. Snape had greasy, black hair which ended right at his shoulders. He always wore an indifferent expression, usually had frowns as well. It was very strange that he usually ignored her hand who was up on the air to answer his questions, as he asked other students who clearly didn't want to answer. Then when he found none, he sneered and mocked them.

What was it with his problem? He asked a question and she raised her hand to answer it! But no, he decided to ignore her like she was a useless dust at the class.

She heaved a sigh then finally stood up. But then she was bumped by someone behind her and she stumbled a little because of it. Just right after she turned around a little to glare at the person, she was met with a pair of familiar grey eyes who belonged to none other than the Draco Malfoy.

"Watch where you are going, Granger," Draco sneered and frowned at her.

Hermione was really confused at her thirteen year old self who used to have a crush on this...guy. He was such a jerk to everyone and it was obvious he disliked her too! What did her thirteen year old self see in him, she didn't know.

Well, if Hermione had to be honest, Draco actually had a nice appearance. With his soft and sleek blonde hair, most girls had their eyes set on him and Hermione was one of them...a few years ago. He was also a Slyther, which actually fit him. Now, she had no feelings like that on him anymore since fourteen years old right after she met...him.

"What, Granger? Cat got your tongue?" Draco said with his (annoying) smirk which stopped her thoughts.

Hermione frowned then looked around, finding the class was empty beside the two of them. Well, she took some time with tidying her books so she wasn't surprised she was the last one. But what was Draco doing here as well then?

"Why are you still here? I thought you will immediately go and hang out with your so-called friends," Hermione said as she crossed her arms.

Draco looked stunned at this statement, which was unusual to see. But it immediately changed in a second and his frown came back again. "Well, why do you even care?"

"I don't, but it's...concerning to see Draco Malfoy having a free time alone without his friends," Hermione replied then snatched her bag and walked out from the class, without even turning her face.

She went to the canteen and searched around for her friends. When she saw them, she smiled instinctively and walked to the table.

"Hey everyone," Hermione smiled and slid to sit down next to a dirty blonde haired girl.

The blonde girl was Luna Lovegood, who was a year below Hermione. She was sorted into Raven house. She turned to face Hermione and smiled back, but somehow her focus wasn't really on Hermione. "Hey."

"Blimey, you bring out so many books!" Ron said right after swallowing down his sandwich, which was a good decision of him. If he talked while eating, none of them would really understand what he said. Well, except Luna, sometimes.

"Well, I really need to finish my homework so..." Hermione trailed and opened up her notes.

"You really should eat some though, you don't want to lose your focus while studying, do you?" A messy haired boy with round glasses said across her, grinning.

He was Harry Potter, whom Ron and Hermione met when they were paired as a group for History at first year. Obviously, Harry was also a Gryff. They somehow just clicked and the three of them became close friends ever since. Hermione was glad though, since she really needed someone else with a more rational mind than Ron for her.

Beside Harry, was a girl who also had the same ginger hair like Ron, Ginny Weasley. Like them, she was also a Gryff. Overall, she was cute and Hermione didn't deny that. She was obviously Ron's younger sister and she was currently Harry's girlfriend. Hermione and Ginny were also close through Ron and Hermione was really happy to have someone like Ginny as her friend.

Ginny was a quite popular girl in the school and she had dated some guys before. One of them was Dean Thomas, one of the football players in their house. After they broke up and weeks later, Harry and Ginny became a thing. Which was not that much of a surprise for Hermione, who expected them to date soon enough anyway.

"Right, Harry. You really should eat, Mione! You are becoming thinner day by day and it's no good!" Ginny scolded. Just like that, Hermione was instantly reminded of Ron and Ginny's mother, Molly Weasley.

Hermione gave up and leaned back, "alright. I'll buy myself a bit of food."

Hermione stood up and went to get some food for herself. Since she was quite late, she didn't have to wait in a line to get her food. She didn't forget to thank the workers behind the counter before she walked to the table again.

Before she got to her table safely, she bumped on someone by her shoulder, again. But thankfully, neither of them fell or stumble from it.

"Ah, sorry," Hermione instinctively said. This one was different from Draco's which was obviously not accidental judging from at the fact that they were alone and he came from behind her. Besides, the person wasn't Draco, but when her eyes set on him, she took that back. This man wasn't that far from Draco, but less annoying.

The dark, Italian man gave a curt nod, his eyes showing no emotions. Then he walked pass her and just left the scene.

Hermione shook her head a little and continued her walk, a little bit embarrassed from her stunning a little. But she couldn't really stop himself, he was one of her little crushes before. Blaise Zabini.

Blaise was a very attractive guy, which was obvious. Blaise and Hermione shared a few classes together, but both of them rarely talked. Once, they were paired as a team on early fourth year and from there on, Hermione had a little crush on him. How could she resist when he was looking good like that and also his brain! He was so smart, which was actually the opposite of her expectation. That made her competitive side boiling in jealousy.

But despite that, he was really an indifferent guy and worst of all, he was friends with Draco Malfoy. Draco Malfoy! Out of all other people to befriend with! Also, he was in the Slyther house.

She sat back on her seat at her table and continued to scribble down on her notes, ignoring her friends' curious glances. Well, except from Luna who was staring at another side, blankly.

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On the next recess, Hermione decided to spend her time at the library instead.

She pulled out a book from the shelves and took a seat at an empty table. Right after she started to read, she got lost into the words and enjoyed the moment.

"Hey, Hermione."

Hermione stopped her reading (and holding back her groan because someone just had to stop her from reading) and looked up to the source of the sound. The person was Cedric Diggory, the golden and flower boy of the school.

Hermione's chest fluttered at the sight of him, despite her crush on him disappearing. She couldn't hold that back. He was cute, so it should be normal to feel like that when she saw him...right?

She had a crush on him on first year, when she accidentally dropped her book while walking. She was so lost on reading at the book she was holding and the other book in her other arm slipped down. Hermione grumbled in annoyance and wanted to crouch down to pick it up, but someone else beat her from it.

Cedric, who was twelve years old at that time, picked it up with that handsome smile of his. "This is yours, right?"

Hermione was stunned at how handsome he was, disbelieving at this person in front of her. How could he look...this handsome? He was like shining right through her and she suddenly felt self-conscious of herself.

"T-thanks," Hermione stuttered. She really wanted to dig a hole and ran away at how embarrassing she must have seemed.

Cedric's smile didn't falter even though she had taken her book, which only made her pulse beat faster. How could someone just become this perfect?

"Okay then, see you," Cedric waved a little and walked away.

Hermione had a crush on him right after that, but right after she went to second year, it just disappeared, somehow. She thought it was just a mere child crush, and she didn't blame herself for that. He was kind and handsome, most girls would have felt the same like her.

On the start of the fifth year, somehow, Cedric came to her table and asked her if the seat across her was taken. Hermione, who was confused, decided to ignore the fact that other tables were in fact, empty. She merely nodded, too dumbfounded that the person she had a crush on before was sitting right in front of her. The eleven year old Hermione Granger would have been so giddy, but fortunately, this was the fifteenth year old Hermione.

This had become a normal situation for Hermione, as sometimes Cedric would come and sat across her at the library. She found his company was oddly not bad at all. He knew when to be quiet as they read, and knew when to talk to break the silence.

It was weird that somehow he always found a topic for them to talk about. From books, his football team in his Huffle house, lessons, and more random things. It was weird of couse, since he wasn't even in the same year as her.

But she wasn't complaining either way.

Well, the tests would start next year, but Hermione still considered it to be close.

"How was your day?" He asked as he flipped to another page.

Hermione shrugged, "it's usual as always. Though, I had a little bicker session with Malfoy. He's a git."

"Not really confused at that one though. He'll always be a git," Cedric said with a small chuckle before he went back to read.

Knowing he was focused on his book, Hermione took this time to sneak out a look at him. His brown bangs were growing longer than before, but he was still handsome nevertheless. His natural rosy cheeks and pink lips made him look cute. Hermione glared a little in jealousy at how he got all those meanwhile Hermione didn't.

Suddenly, Cedric looked up and met her eyes, which took her by surprise. When Hermione thought he would look back to his book, he surprised her again. He didn't.

1...2...3...4...seconds passed and they were still staring at each other. Right before Hermione could snap out of it and look back at her book, a voice came out from the door.

"Cedric! Do you know how hard it was for me to search for you?" A pretty Asian girl came towards them, crossing her arms across her chest.

Hermione broke the stare immediately to look at the girl. She was Cho Chang, one of the popular girls in the school. Even Hermione herself admitted that. Her appearance was pleasing to look at and she was also the captain of the female football team in her house; Raven. Her grades were also good that she looked so...perfect.

Just like Cedric.

"Oh, Hello Hermione," Cho greeted Hermione with a smile.

Hermione waved back with a smile and then looked back at Cedric. He stood up and shut close the book, looking at Cho now.

"Sorry, Cho. I thought you know already I'm here," Cedric smiled cheekily and then turned around to Hermione, "I'll take my leave now. See you later, Hermione."

Then, the pair left.

Hermione watched the pair went out from the door, then she returned her gaze to the book.

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Hermione came out from her bathroom, fresh after a shower. She wrapped the towel around her wet hair that made it not bushy anymore. Well, just for now.

Her roommates, Parvarti Patil and Lavender Brown weren't here, which Hermione was thankful of. That didn't mean Hermione didn't like them both, but she just didn't really click with them. They usually gossiped about things at school and honestly, it really bothered her sometimes. Especially at studying, which was a lot of times.

She crouched down at the side of her bed, a habit of hers since she was eleven years old. A habit since she started to pour out her feelings by writing it on letters and hide it in a box.

But strangely, the box was gone.

Biting out her tongue from a panicked shriek, she frantically looked around the room to search for the baby blue box. But after 10 minutes of searching and double checking, she found none.

She immediately snatched her phone and opened the messages. Luna was on top of the chats with 6 chats from her and Hermione tapped on it.

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Luna

I came to your room with Parvarti and Lavender's permission.

I left out a box of chocolate from Ron at your desk.

Oh right I also found a box of your letters inside.

Why were the letters not sent, Hermione? Thankfully all the people you've written to are all in Hogwarts.

I've sent all the letters to them for you, you're welcome.

And no, I didn't peek on the letters.

...

Her nightmare finally came true.

The letters were all delivered...to the boys.

Hermione facepalmed and held back from crying. She was really angry at Luna, but she couldn't really blame her friend. Luna was just trying to help and it was Hermione's fault for not hiding it properly. Just because Parvarti and Lavender never found it, didn't mean other people couldn't find it either.

She paced around the room, panicking inside her head. Angry, burning tears started to prickle in her eyes and she chewed her lower lip, her habit of hers when she was confused and panicked.

Then she stopped. It was possible that none of the boys had read it yet.

With that in mind, Hermione dashed out from the room, hoping that this was true. She really hoped so or she maybe should start to consider to move out from Hogwarts.

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Author's note

It's still kind of early here so not that fun, huh?

But personally, I had a fun time writing this story and I hope the next chapters are fun to read as well!

Thank you for reading and see you in the next chapter soon.