Dear Boy
Summary - Hermione writes an unexpected letter to her Perfect Boy.
Disclaimer - not mine!
Dear boy,
I don't know who you are...I haven't met you yet...And I don't know when I will. But I know that the moment I do, I'll know it's you.
I hope you'll know it's me too.
Every girl has that dream...that wish... inside of her. That desire to meet The One and live happily ever after. I [reluctantly] admit that I really want that too. I, Hermione Granger Obstinate Non-Believer do admit that I want it. Every piece of my heart is aching to meet you one day.
Love me for me. I hope that when we meet, you'll fall in love with me – the whole of me...not just my smart side...not just my stubborn part...not just that cutie side of me. I hope that you'll take me as I am, and not wish that I was thinner or prettier.
Understand me. I hope that you'll understand when I'm in a bad mood and not take it against it. Also, know that I love carnations – not roses. That my favourite colour might vary according to my mood and that my eyes are not blue or green – they are brown. That my hair can't – will never – be tamed [I've tried.]
Always be there for me. I want you not to be my lover, but my best friend. I want to share things with you – good or bad, it doesn't matter. I'll always be there for you. And I just know that you'll always be there for me too.
Be trustworthy. Have faith in me. For I will never do anything that might do you wrong. I would never want to lose you. Know that I might want to be alone at times, just so that when we're together, I'll know that what I have is beyond heaven.
Make me smile. I know that you have that power – we both know it. With just one glance, I might be able to feel my lips twitch. You will be my sunshine, the light through the shadows.
Be courageous. I might be frightened to kiss you at first. But please, do it. I won't push you back. I might be bad at it at first, but I'm sure that you'll be perfect.
Tease me. I might look like I'm not enjoying it, but I am – thoroughly. Because it means that you like me. Because it means that you're interested in me.
Don't be perfect. I don't want a pure gentleman who opens every single door for me – I'm perfectly capable of doing myself. Perfection can be boring. I don't want someone perfect. Just someone perfect for me.
Love,
Hermione.
Hermione stopped writing and looked at the parchment. She hadn't meant to write all this. She had sat down with the aim of writing her Potions essay!...And she had ended up writing a letter to the perfect boy for her.
She looked up and saw Harry sitting further away in the common room with Ron. He sensed her gaze on him and gave her one of his lopsided smile.
At that very moment, she realized one thing – She had met her perfect boy. The one she had been writing to.
She had found the one she had been aching for in one single person, one single boy – Harry.
She smiled back at him and looked down, knowing that admitting that she was in love with Harry was useless. When she looked up again, her point was proven, she saw Ginny sitting on his laps and felt her heart breaking into pieces.
She grabbed the parchment and tore it apart.
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