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Hermione loves…

Hermione had always been the smart one, but never really the pretty one. Sure, in her fourth year Viktor Krum was infatuated with her, but she didn't feel any feelings back for him. The one person she did love never seemed to notice her feelings, or if he did he just ignored them.

It was her final year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and she was head girl, which surprised no one. She was sick of her reputation of being "little miss goody goody", and just wanted to be herself and have the guy she liked finally notice her. Hermione was sick of hiding her feelings and decided to tell him just how she felt. She walked out of her room and into the Gryffindor common room searching for him, when he approached with his best friend.

"Hermione, have you heard there is going to be a Spring ball?!" said Ron.

"It's suppose to be better than the Yule ball was" said Harry

Hermione hadn't heard anything about the Spring ball, and decided that she really didn't want to tell him in front of his best friend that she had been longing for him for a few years. So she thought it would be best to keep quite for a little while longer about her emotions. The day passed on nicely and Hermione had decided after dinner she would talk to him, perhaps invite him to the ball.

Later that evening they were on their way to the great hall for dinner, when Ron pulled Hermione aside , "Harry , we'll meet you there, I need to talk to Hermione alone."