A tear almost slipped from her eyes when she saw the picture. She was so happy with the faceless man. She looked so in love. But that's not possible.
The man was still a mystery. She wouldn't fall in love with a mystery Slytherin.
Hermione,
Hope is the greatest of the gifts we'll receive. Is there hope for an us?
I know I can be extremely selfish. But all I want is your happiness so if at the end of this you figure out its me, and hate me, I don't care as long as you're happy. You are the only person who can make me selfless.
Love, Your Secret Admirer
A rich, spoiled, selfish pureblood snake. This did not sound good because any times Hermione thought of this, she thought of Malfoy. It could not be him though, since he hates her. But who could it be?
For several hours, Hermione went through ever Slytherin she knew. Still she came to the same conclusion. Everyone this happened, she pushed harder to find a different answer. But she couldn't.
The more clues she got, the more challenging the thing became.
