~Anya and the Letters of Love~

Diclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. She still is not Signing the papers! But, on the Bright side I do own Happy Patter in Pigwarts

~Latter that Day~

"Hey man, there's and owl on your bed" his roommate yelled loudly as he entered the dormitory. Rushing out of the loo he saw that a black owl with a white star on its chest, was indeed sitting on his bed. As he reached the owl he saw an envelope resting on his pillow, addressed to a Secret Admirer. Picking it up he quickly tore it open and started to read…

Dear Secret Admirer,

I Love the necklace and Anya (the owl). Anya means Grace in Russian and is a form of Aya which means bird. Anya and the necklace are both beautiful, Thank you very much. Also, I would love to talk more and see you again, well see you period. By the way you did not frighten me.

Yours,

Hermione J. Granger

Smiling he set down the letter, as he turned to pet Anya. "Anya" he whispered softly, as he stroked the owl. Standing up he made his way to his big desk, and sat down picking up a large feathery quill. Sighing he started to compose a reply. Finishing up, he watched Anya fly off into the distance, fading away just as his roommate and best friend entered with a smile from ear to ear. Suddenly a song popped into his head and he started to sing softly.

It's what you wear from ear to ear.
And not from head to toe.
That matters!

Hey, Hobo Man,
Hey, Dapper Dan,
You've both got your style but brother,
You're Never Fully Dressed Without A Smile!

Stupid song from that movie, what was it again? Annie! That what it was called, hhmm that's was a good movie.

"Man, stop singing songs from that movie. You've been doing that whenever you're happy or something reminds you of it and it's stuck in your brain for days." Shouted his now annoyed friend, "I was going to tell you that I overheard your love gushing about you with my vixen."

"What! She knows who I am!" He shouted without thinking, leaping up he charged towards the window and tried to spot Anya.

"No, she called you her secret admirer." He's friend said as he laid on his big fluffy bed, smirking at the frantic man in front of him.

"So what's up with you and your vixen?" He asked, after calming down.

"Ahhh yes, she has taking a liking to me. Slightly, she's never hated me so that's a plus and she laughed at my attempts to court her this afternoon." He replied, a small light shining in his eyes as he talked about the firey red head he was intrigued by.

"Well, I'm going to go ask Professor McGonagall about extra lesson's for Transfiguration." He commented as he exited the room, his head filled with thoughts of Hermione Granger.

~Hermione~

"Ginny what do I do?" Hermione asked her friend, "I've waited for your brother to ask me out for ages and now he does I have someone else who I might like more."

"Don't pick my brother Mione. He's waited too long and now you've got someone else." Ginny answered. "Also, you told me this Mystery Man makes you feel like you never have before." She reminded Hermione as they sat down on one of the big plushy couches in the common room.

"Your right" Hermione sighed, noticing an owl flying through the window. Smiling she took the envelope out of Anya's beak.

"oooooo" Ginny whispered child like as she snatched the letter from Hermione's hands.

"Dear Hermione," Ginny started to read pausing to see Hermione's reaction.

"Ginny! Give me that!" Hermione shouted, trying to grab the letter back from her. The entire room stopped what they were doing and stared at the two girls. "Ginny" Hermione said low and threateningly as the room slowly turned back to what they were doing.

"Fine then we'll go to our room" Ginny replied, standing up and walking to the winding staircase and quickly running up them. "Now back to where I was" Ginny said sitting on her bed before continuing.

Dear Hermione,

I was pleased to see you wrote back. Well regarding your request to see me again, I would like to, but I fear that you will find out who I am. I would be glad to continue writing to you.

I love you, Your Secret Admirer

"Wow, Formal much!" Ginny stated after finishing the letter.

"He's probably nervous." Hermione defended him, rereading the letter. Picking up a quill and a piece of parchment wrote back.

Sighing softly, Ginny suddenly piped up "I wish Harry would do something about us. I know he likes me; I think. He's been acting like it. Unless, could he be your Mystery Man!" shouting the last part, rather loudly at that.

"I bet that it isn't him. Harry like you, I'm sure of it." Hermione said, slightly uncertain as she sent Anya off with her letter.

~Mystery Man~

Dear Mystery Man,

Well what do you like doing then if we are only to write. I was hoping you would kidnap me again. Is it kidnapping if I want you too? I wanted to talk to you, even if I can't see you.

"Hey, man should I kidnap her again?" he asked, after reading her short reply.

"Yeah, I was thinking of kidnapping her red headed friend." His friend replied, glancing at his love struck man.

"Ah, now you're also, interested in a Gryffindor." He commented absentmindedly, as he went to his desk trying to decide what to write.

"Why don't we kidnap them together!" exclaimed his strange friend, with one finger pointed upwards as if he came up with a great idea. "No, hear me out. Hermione will expect that you will kidnap her when she's alone. So we kidnap them together she won't be expecting it!"

Nodding silently as he was in shock that his friend had actually had a good idea. "Let's start planning then" He finally said standing up.