Every Gryffindor Boy's Got One!

Harry was simply amazed.

Five minutes ago, Harry was slumping on his seat, thinking about how boring it was to have Double Potions with Snape. Now, he had to figure out some sort of mystery game.

Harry checked over to see if Ron had the same reaction, but instead, saw Ron partially blushing. Why is he blushing?

"Let me see yours, Ron."

"I don't know." Ron said in an I'm-too-embarassed voice. Ron showed Harry two envelopes.

"You got two? I only got one!" "And I only got none!" Ron and Harry looked to see Hermione's sad expression. "Nobody sent me a letter!" Lavendar and Parvati spun around.

"Same here."

"Same here."

"I didn't get one either!"

Soon every girl in the Gryffindor table were complaining about how didn't get the gold envelope. Ron looked at Harry.

"Well let me read yours." Harry was a little embarrassed about showing his poem. "Not unless you give me yours." Ron was hesitant but then gave in. "Alright." And he handed Harry his two poems. The first one read:

You have 7 days to figure out who wrote you this poem.

I see you everyday; you're always in my sleep.

You'll always be in my heart, you're love is in me so deep.

I don't have the courage to tell you this

But my love for you is so strong.

You better guess who wrote you this

You better guess where this poem belongs

Ronald, you are so funny and sweet

You're the absolute man of my dreams

When I look down I see your two big feet

So you definitely know what this means

You have 7 days to figure out who wrote you this poem. If you guess

right, you'll win 50 Galleons. If you guess wrong, you'll have the face

of a hog with warts for 24 hours.

Good luck Ronald,

Your Secret Lover

The second one wrote:

You have 7 days to figure out who wrote you this poem.

I see you everyday; you're always in my sleep.

You'll always be in my heart, you're love is in me so deep.

I don't have the courage to tell you this

But my love for you is so strong.

You better guess who wrote you this

You better guess where this poem belongs

Ronny, you are the sugar to my coffee

You sweeten me with your sticky honey

You may not be as sweet as my toffee

But I know you're as good as my money

You have 7 days to figure out who wrote you this poem. If you guess

right, you'll win 50 Galleons. If you guess wrong, you'll have the face

of a hog with warts for 24 hours.

Good luck Ronnie,

Your Hush-Hush Bunny

Both Ron and Harry burst out laughing. Ron was practically crying.

"In public I never heard you fart?!"

"Your Hush-Hush Bunny?!"

"Wedding chimes?!"

"Sugar to my coffee?!"

"Okay you got me there. I can't believe I have TWO secret admirers! I didn't even know I had one!" Harry could tell Ron was just as surprised as him.

"Yeah, you're right. Who would like a scrawny redhead?"

"Oh, yeah? Well, who would like a short geek with broken glasses?"

Ron and Harry chuckled. Hermione looked at them angrily.

"Oh, great. Ron and Harry laughing about their envelopes. You guys want to rub it in just a little bit more?! It's nice to see you guys aren't really wasting your time trying to find your secret admirer. Hmph. I'll leave you idiots to your cracks." And Hermione stomped off from the Great Hall. Soon, Lavendar and Parvati followed. Ron settled down.

"I think Hermione's right. We better find out who this secret lover is. I don't want to look like a pig!"

"Well, I'm off. See ya, Harry."

"Okay." I better get started too, Harry proclaimed.

{A.N.} And now it begins. The next few chapters would be only be about one character, like either Ron or Harry. The next chapter will be Ron investigating, the next one will be Harry, and so on. REVIEW! And make sure to send in a request for holding up a fanfiction section for That's So Raven. THANK YOU!

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