Harry

I reached my hand out and caress the air. "She grabbed my shirt and said breathlessly, 'Harry I need you.'"

"Need you for what?" asked Hermione.

My hand dropped on my thigh in disappointment. When she came running toward me with her face flushed and her breathing shallow, I thought she was going to confess her feelings for me. "She wanted my signature on contracts and this is for you two." I gave the contracts to Hermione and Ron.

"What happened after that, Harry?" asked Ron.

"We went to her office to read it. I tried to get a love confess out of her but she was too skilled. She made me go into the bathroom again too."

"Did you have to use it this time?" asked Hermione.

I shook my head. "No."

I heard laughter and looked up to see Draco Malfoy entering the sitting room. "Already whipped and you're only friends." he said as he sat next to Hermione on the couch.

"Draco," Hermione sent him a warning look.

Draco put his hands up in mock surrender. "He's letting a woman dictate when he uses the bathroom." he put his hands down and smirked at her. He turned to me. "What you should do, Potter, is stop letting her give you bathroom privileges. Grab her. Kiss her. Tell her you love her."

I can't believe I am considering his advice. "Does that work?"

Draco put his arm over Hermione's shoulder and said smugly. "What do you think?"

Hermione pinched Draco's arm. Instead of removing his arm, Draco pulled her closer to him. Hermione stopped pinching him and sunk into his side.

"That doesn't work." said Ron.

Draco's gaze went to Ron. "You tried it and got rejected, didn't you?"

"None of your business." said Ron. His ears turned red. It was a definite yes.

Ron getting rejected does not give me confidence at all. I am also surprised Draco's plan worked on Hermione too but look at them now.

"Do what comes natural to you." said Hermione.

The thing was, I don't know what to do.

Draco picked up the contract next to Hermione. "Did Astoria write these?"

"I think so." I said.

"If it's her handwriting you can compare it to the letters you have. It can prove if it was hers or not."

How did Malfoy know about that? My eyes went to Hermione, who looked guilty.

"That's a good idea." I said. I got up to get the letters from my room and brought them back to the others. I gave a hand full of the letters to each person. "Put the contracts in the middle of the table. Help me compare them."

Ron's mouth opened at the amount of letters I had. "All of them?"

"I want to make sure." I said.

Hermione picked through her pile and divided her share with Draco. Draco stared at the letters in front of him.

"It was your idea. You're helping." said Hermione.

Draco pulled his pile closer to him. "If I knew this I would I have..."

I drown his complains out and focus on matching the hand writings. After hours past, Hermione finished going through her letters first and was helping the rest of us. We agree. They all match.

I smiled. Astoria did wrote these letters. The question is, who sent them to me.

"I was looking at the dates on the corner." said Hermione. "There are large periods in between them. I think whoever stole these only took the pages that she wrote about you in them."

I along with Ron blinked in confusion.

"In translation: this isn't Astoria's full diary." said Draco. "It means she might have her diary with her."

"But these were written years ago." said Ron. "She's not going to have it with her in Hogwarts."

"I can ask her about it." Hermione offered.

Why didn't I think of it before? Hermione became friends with Astoria when she went back to Hogwarts for her last year. She can ask Astoria questions I can't ask her.

"Ask her about it but be causal." I told her. "And don't tell her more than necessary."

"I won't." said Hermione.

"I read the letters. I can see that she obviously fancied you at one point but that doesn't mean she does currently." said Draco, "Don't let these letters build her up to be someone she is not. Find out the woman she is, before you go and fall deeper into this grave you're digging for yourself."

"He's right, Harry." said Hermione. "These letters were written by a schoolgirl. She's a grown woman. Things change. People change."

I get the point they are making. Astoria isn't that little girl I used to know. I should get to know her as a woman.

"Also, when you see Cho act casual." said Hermione.

What does Cho have to do with this?

"What are you talking about?" I asked her.

Hermione stared at me. "Am I the only one who read the contract?" she picked it up and pointed the a paragraph toward the bottom.

I read the paragraph. It said a memorial was being held for Cedric Diggory. That was when it clicked. Cho was his girlfriend before he died. It meant she might there too. Cho and I dated for a short time and it was over before we knew it.

"My relationship with Cho was over a long time ago." I said.

Hermione sighed. "Don't tell me you don't know Cho and Astoria are related?"

That took me by surprise. "What?!"

"You didn't know that?" said Ron.

My head whipped to Ron. "You knew and you didn't tell me?"

"I didn't think it was a big deal." said Ron.

"Astoria's father is English. Cho is related through Astoria's mother side of the family. It's distance." Hermione said.

"There isn't much of a resemblance." I said in my defense. Astoria was Asian but she looked nothing like Cho.

"You should have gathered basic knowledge about her by now." said Draco.

"I did."

Draco snickered. "Obviously, not enough."

"I'm an Auror not an obsessed stalker."

"Being an Auror and a stalking is similar if you think about it." Draco said as he counted his fingers. "You have a target. Gather personal information about them. Follow them around-"

"I admit they are a bit similar but what I do is different."

Hermione wedged herself between us. "How about we return to the subject at hand? Who sent these letters to Harry?" she urged us apart.