Hey.

I realised that the entirety of this fic isn't going to be Humour. There's plenty of Angst, too. So I've changed the genre to 'Romance', only.

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Hermione,

You're worrying me. Why didn't you turn up to the office, today?

I visited it thrice before lunch and sat there for the entire time after it. Potter didn't know you weren't here. Why didn't you tell Potter?

Are you okay?

Is this about my confession?

I told you about my less-than-platonic feelings, because I didn't want you to be blindfolded. I needed you to know that when I look at your breasts, I'm not appreciating your new top. I'm actually imagining your creamy globes in my mouth.

Creepy much? Well, I'm merely being honest...

Respond soon.

Love,

Draco.

Please Review!

xoxo

Aishwarya.