A/N: thanks for those who reviewed! Anyways, I don't own any of the characters… too bad…

On with the story!

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Hermione didn't sleep a wink all night. All she could think about was the man on the broomstick. How could he enchant her by just flying? What spell had he put on her? Why was she like this after just watching him fly? So many questions ran through her mind, and she wasn't anywhere close to any of the answers.

She sighed and looked into the mirror.

"You look like you haven't slept all night dear." The mirror said to her.

"I haven't. Too many things in my mind, unfortunately." Hermione answered.

"Don't worry, you're still the pretty Hermione everyone sees." The mirror told her.

"Thank you." Hermione said politely before leaving the bathroom and went out to meet the boys.

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It was 6:00 and the sun was setting. Hermione sat under the weeping willow, in her spot. She waited for the man to arrive, and arrive he did. He did his dance again. Hermione wanted to think it was for her. He danced for her. Yes, that seemed right. The man danced for Hermione.

Hermione did that every night. She went out before and after dinner to watch he man on the broomstick do his dance for her. She couldn't help but remain enchanted by this man. It seemed as if he cast such a powerful spell on her, compelling her to come out and watch him.

All day that was all Hermione could think of. The man on the broomstick. She wanted to know who he was, who could enchant her in such a way. Even though her thoughts were full of the man on the broomstick, Hermione didn't fail to remain on top in her academics. No one noticed Hermione and her nightly visits to the lake.

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Soon Quidditch season came. Hermione took this as a chance to get to know who her mystery man was. She practically memorized his dance. She knew how he flew. Every graceful movement, Hermione knew. So she didn't miss every match, even if it wasn't a Gryffindor match.

Today was Hufflepuff versus Ravenclaw. She knew some of the players, and watched each one closely. But unfortunately, she didn't find her mystery man. After the game, which Ravenclaw won, Hermione walked towards the castle and towards the Great Hall. People were talking excitedly about the game, about how good the Ravenclaw tem was against the Hufflepuff team. She was happy for Ravenclaw, but she still didn't know who her mystery man was.

Throughout dinner Hermione ate quietly while listening to Harry and Ron talk about the match. After a while Hermione excused herself from the table and walked out towards her dormitory to rest before she went out to watch her mystery man.

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She got used to thinking of him as that. Her mystery man. Her mystery man who danced for her. She smiled at that. But she never thought of showing herself to him. She never thought of asking who he was. Maybe tonight. Yes, maybe tonight she'll learn who her mystery man was. If she could do it.

Every time Hermione watched him, he fell into a trance and she couldn't seem to get out of it until her mystery man left. Hopefully she could tonight. Hopefully she could learn who he was. Hopefully.

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A/N: I know, it's short. Don't worry, I'll review soon! Just as long as I get a lot of reviews. Flames are welcome. Just as long as whoever reads this reviews! Come on, after reading this please press that little button and tell me what you think of the story. Thanks! I'll update soon, I promise! It's just that I'm having writer's block with my other story. Please review!