Author's Notes: Before all, I'd like to thank my so-called best friend Karissa (aka chaotic chaos) for reviewing and making my story look oh so boring... I'd like to thank my tweeny sister, Lyqa, for bugging me... She almost forced me to stop writing... *crowd groans and throw rotten tomatoes* to all of those cool people who reviewed, THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! MY LIFE"S HANGING ON THE BALANCE HERE IF NOONE REVIEWED MY WORK... I'll quit this coz I might be sounding a little dorky... Please review... ^..^
Disclaimer: I didn't write HP...
*flashback*
It was a fine Monday afternoon and no one looks grumpy. I ran to the lockers, clutching a slip of paper in my right hand.
When I reached the girl's locker area, I pointed my wand at Hermione's locker, I breathed heavily by now, and just as I was about to say the spell...
"HARRY!!!"
I almost collapsed when I saw Lavender Brown standing there. I hung my head in deep frustration.
"Lemme ex..." She ran off before I had the chance to explain.
Just my luck...
"Alohomora!!!"
*end of flashback*
I'm lying face down in my bed as about twenty-five letters were floating up in the ceiling. I blinked and the letters took their positions...
"I love you Ron... I f you only knew..."
I never thought that a handful of letters and a couple of words could do this much damage...
And now, I hate myself...
...for not mustering enough courage to tell her...
...for loving her though my best friend owns her, heart and soul...
...for giving her that note...
And most of all, because I read what she wrote in reply...
I gave her that note because I thought I offended her when I made a snide remark about her and Ron a couple of days ago...
"I'm sorry, Hermione. I didn't mean to poke my nose where it doesn't belong..."
I wrote those goddamned words in a pink slip of paper and placed it neatly inside her locker. I even risked my neck just to give it to her, mainly because Lavender saw me snooping in the girl's locker room.
Now I wish Professor McGonagall caught me red-handed...
Author's Notes: *Chaotic Chaos throws a Biology book at S. Archer, she dodges...* Hey! No violent reactions please... I know this might be the shortest chappie in the whole world... *crowd groans* I'll make up when I finish the third chapter, though... *Lyqa kicks a football, aiming it directly at S. Archer's head* Ok... Ok... *crowd stops groaning* Ehem... Wait for my next chapter, my dear friends. And for now... I'd have to run and try to save my neck...