Although yesterday's talk with Cho helped him a lot, Harry could not help but feel a sting of pain whenever he saw her the next day.
How could she do this? He really did like her, no matter what she had said.
How could she pretend that nothing was wrong? How could she hide it so well?
That was when the letter came. Only, just not by Owl Post. Crookshanks came in, and Hermione petted it for a while, then went straight to Harry.
Hermione looked confused, "Why is Crookshanks going to you, Harry? Oh."
Hermione saw a letter poking out from her pet's new collar.
Ron looked up from his plate full of bacon,
"Now, who put it there? Read it, Harry."
Harry scanned the letter. This time it had said,
Unrequited love, Harry? Does it sting when you look at her?
Good.
Now you know how I feel.
Two more days, Potter. Time is running out.
He gave the letter to Ron, who then gave it to Hermione.
Hermione read the letter, then asking him, "Can I see all thet letters you got?"
Harry produced the two letters from yesterday, handing it over to his friend.
"Why?"
"Oh. . . Nothing. I think I . . ."
Her train of thought stopped there.
She glanced at the first one, ocassionally glancing at Harry while re-reading. She nodded to herself before moving on to the second.
"Hey, Hermione! What are you saying? That I am an idiot? Whose side are you on, anyway?"
She waved them off, glancing at the letter containing the 'rules' of the 'mystery guessing game.'
She then looked at the last letter.
A minute passed by.
Then another.
Then another.
Then another.
Hermione smiled,
"Got it!"
Harry and Ron jumped,
"Well? Who is it?"
Hermione looked at them.
"Well, I'm not the type to break the rules", she said, waving the papers in front of them.
Ron snorted.
Hermione glared, "What?!"
"You've been rule-breaking ever since first year. Less than we have, but it is rule-breaking."
Hermione glared at him again, but said nothing as Ron finished his bacon.
Harry inwardly groaned.
Hermione knew, but he had absolutely no clue to this mysterious person. Who was it?
He sighed. Time to send a letter to 'Gem'.
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