The Most beautiful bouquet of roses and a REALLY BIG box of Witch Margaret Chocolates from the finest store in Diagon Alley from. "Well, who's it from?" Hermione said to Julia, "Cuz it's so GORGEOUS!! Is it from Viktor Krum?" She blushed again. "Nopers. Sorry." Julia replied. "You like George in this story remember?" "Hey! SHHHH!" Hermione put a fierce finger to her lips at all the gaping Gryffindors who had just gasped. "Whoop. Sorry. He's bound to know sometime though." "Thank god he's in the bathroom." Lavender laughed. "No shit!" Hermione felt herself getting embarrassed. "Oh god.No.Oh man this cologne stinks!" They heard George muttering in the bathroom. "Dammit. I hafta look my best for Hermione tonight! Oh man.I hope she's attracted to red hair." The Gryffindors cheered at the simply stunned Hermione. "Wow Julia, so he likes me in this story?" Hermione grinned widely at Julia. "Yeah. I'm the writer, and my love stories aren't love stories unless the couple both like each other!" "Thanks! I think I'm beginning to like you, Julia." Hermione felt relieved. "No problem." Lavender looked jealous, "Whatever. Can we find out who the gift is from?" "Oh sorry. Sheesh, we gettin' a bit jealous here? Just kidding." Said Julia.





"The gift is from."