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A/N: I am now out of my writers block even though I know I shouldn't have been in one anyway. This chapter took a lot of time to write I spent absolutely ages and im not sure if I liked the outcome but never mind here goes. Thanks for the reviews I appreciate them a lot please keep them coming.

Chapter 3

Hermione was running down a dark corridor she was running towards someone or something. All she could think about was that she had to reach the end of the corridor, reach whatever stood at the end of it.

She was starting to get tired and the end of the corridor was no where in site but she just kept running in the hope that she was near the end, near the thing that she had craved for over two months now. She ran past various turn off knowing that the path that she needed lay right ahead. There was no need to be curious and look in at every turn off, that would only waste time.

The amount of light was getting less and less the further she ran and it wasn't until she was consumed in complete darkness she muttered a simple spell to light her way 'lumos'. The tip of her wand immediately lit up and lit her way to the end of the corridor even though the end was still no where in site.

She didn't know what to expect when she got to the end of the corridor, maybe it was the solution of getting rid Voldermort for once and for all. She knew that that was one of her biggest desires to be the one to come up with the solution she knew it was somewhere in her mind and she just hoped that it was at the end of the corridor. The reason she wanted the solution wasn't for the fame she would get for being the one to defeat Voldermort. She wanted to do it for the peace of mind everyone would have including herself. Ever since Harry told her about the prophecy she had dreaded the thought that it would be Harry dying not Voldermort.

That's why she wanted to get to the end of the corridor to find out what her deepest desire was. She wasn't stupid; she was in fact the smartest student Hogwarts had seen in a very long time, the teachers liked reminding her of this. She knew that the corridors showed the parts of her mind that she could only explore in her dreams. She knew at the end of this corridor lay her deepest desire and she wanted to know what it was. It was the not the only thing that she didn't know but to her, Hermione Granger it was the most important thing, more important than her books or her grades.

To Hermione Granger the thing she wanted most would be at the end of this corridor she just had to reach it.

She continued to run for what seemed like an eternity to her when the door came into site. As she got closer to the door she saw a single door, white with her name written above it. She slowed to a stop once she got close to the door. She reached out her hand to open it and to her surprise it was open. She pushed it slightly to open it and when the door started to swing out and the light flooded out she heard her name

"Hermione? Hermione?" The voice sounded so far away but yet so close

"Hermione? Hermione?" Wait I know that voice, that's Lavender

Hermione's eyes flew open and she realised that she was no longer in the corridor she was sitting in her bed with all the girls from her dormitory watching her fearfully.

"What happened? What's wrong" Hermione said as she sat up rubbing the sleep out of her eyes

Lavender was the first to speak "It's time for breakfast and when I tried to wake you up so that you wouldn't be late you started mumbling, were you having a nightmare?"

Hermione looked up at the girls and smiled "No I'm fine it wasn't a nightmare… just a very interesting dream that I wanted to continue its ok though thanks for waking me up"

The girls smiled at her nodded and walked out of the dormitory leaving Hermione to get changed. She had been so close that time she actually opened the door, she nearly saw what was in it if it hadn't been for Lavender waking her up she would have found it. What did her dream mean? If only she had that book that Malfoy had taken out and hadn't returned yet. 'Why does he always have to ruin things for me?'

She sighed and continued to get dressed. Once she was dressed she headed to the great hall to join Harry and Ron.

"Morning" Hermione said as she sat down. Ron and Harry looked up at her "Morning Mione" "Morning"

Harry and Ron started a very heated discussion about the best seeker in quidditch. "Ron you know that the best seeker is Krum you just wont admit it because of the fling him and Hermione had during the last two years"

Ron's ears went pink "That has nothing to do with it. Yes he is a good seeker but he is not the best" Everyone knew that Ron had taken a liking to Hermione since the third year when they started to notice each other, more than just friends but they soon found out that after only two weeks of going out with each other that it was a mistake they had never argued so much. So they soon decided to call it quits but it still didn't stop the fact that he found her very attractive they just weren't compatible.

Harry suddenly stopped the conversation when Hedwig came swooping down with a letter for him. After removing the letter from her beak and giving her a piece of his bacon she happily hooted and flew off. Hermione looked at Harry as he read the letter once he read it and looked up "It's from McGonagall she said that she wants to see me at the end of breakfast" Hermione and Ron looked surprised "What for?" They both said in unison. Harry laughed and shook his head; they were more alike than they knew. "Don't know she just said that she wanted to see me" Harry shrugged and continued to eat his breakfast. Once breakfast was over everyone headed to their common rooms to get their bags, and head of for first lesson, which happened to be Transfiguration. Harry of course stayed behind to find out what Professor McGonagall wanted.

Hermione was getting out her Transfiguration book out when she say something sticking out of the top. Curious as to what it was she opened it. She didn't recognise the writing it was curvy and simple.

Dear Hermione,

I know that you sense me looking at you. I know that you can feel my presence when I enter the room. I know that you feel my eyes wonder over to you when we are meant to be working. But I also know that you have no clue as to who I am, and that kills me more than you will ever know.

I can't count the amount of times I catch myself thinking about you or staring at you when I should be working, eating or even sleeping.

I have woken up from my sleep in sweat every morning as the reoccurring dream I have often ends up with you finding out who I am and hating me. That's why I am not going to tell you who I am at the end of this letter. In the fear that when you find out who I am my dream will come true.

If you wish to reply, please leave your reply behind the hour glasses.

Yours Always

Your secreted admirer

Hermione re-read the letter again who could ever feel this way about her? 'Should I write back? They will be expecting me to write back. I'll write back' Hermione spent most of the lesson figuring out what to do next. She wasn't paying as much attention to the lesson as she knew she should be but with the thought of the letter and the her dream in her head it was hard to concentrate on anything else.

She immediately took out a piece of parchment and started to write back

Dear my secret admirer,

I really don't know what to say at the moment, and if you know me you will know that it takes a lot to render me speechless. If you are sure that you won't tell me your name at least give me a name I can write to, I feel stupid writing to 'my secret admirer'.

You are right. I do feel your stares. I do feel your presence when you enter the room its like I feel chills running down my spine every time I do sense you. But every time I try to see you I can't, I just see faceless people eating their food, or doing their work no one seems to stand out but I am hoping in time you will stand out I need to know who you are.

I will be awaiting you next reply from behind the hour glass.

Until next time

Hermione

Hermione folded up the parchment and announced to Ron and Harry that she would catch up with them in the greenhouses. They nodded and accepted her excuse that she was going to the library. She checked that no one was looking as she slipped the letter behind the Gryffindor hour glass. She then left to catch up Ron hoping that the next time she goes to visit the hour glasses she would get a letter back in return.

A/N: Please review and let me know what you think. Thank you for the people who already reviewed I will comment to you each personally next time its just that it is really quite late and I am getting tired.