"Dear Hermione,
First off, I miss you very much and I'm proud of you becoming a Hogwarts Professor. Ron keeps saying he's not surprised at all.
Things are all right here at the shop. Someone stopped by and told me to leave you this message:
This, my love, is not the end
It's only the beginning
Time will come to fix, to mend
Love is forever winning
Yeah, I know you're wondering, but I'm not the one to tell you. I'll just leave it at that.
I also know you're wondering about Krystine, once again, I can't tell you much, but take care of her for me. She's going through some tough times.
Floo over sometime, you're almost a stranger!
Harry"
Hermione folded the letter back up and tucked it back in her pocket. She had stopped by the library to collect herself when she decided to take a look at her letter.
The tears were long gone; Harry's mysterious letter had taken her mind off Dumbledore. The poem gave her much to wonder about and so did that pretty china doll of a girl- Krystine.
A few moments later she got up and left the Hogwarts library, one of her favorite places in the world, and continued her walk to the teacher's dormitories.
Hermione had her head lowered, dragging her steps a bit. The walk had given her time to calm and she wasn't quite sure if she wanted it to end.
Then out of nowhere someone walked straight into her.
"OOMPH!" The two teachers found themselves sitting on the ground, papers fluttering to the ground and books with their crumpled pages scattered around them. At the same time they both looked up into each other's eyes.
"Malfoy!" Hermione exclaimed as Draco exclaimed, "Hermi- I mean, Granger!" The two began collecting their things. Draco paused when he saw the letter before Hermione snatched it away.
"I…I think I'll go to the library," Hermione blurted out the quickly made-up lie.
"Alright," Draco answered, immediately taking the hint that something was wrong.
I've got to tell her soon, I can't keep it in any longer. She's bound to find out anyway, she's always been the smart one.
Draco was slouching in an overstuffed chair sitting by a fire dancing in the hearth. The flames were reflected in his troubled eyes.
I'm going to tell her…no, I can't, what would she say? Well, I have to tell her. Ugh, I don't know what to do; I've always been the stupid one. How'd I become a professor, anyways?
After a few minutes, Draco decided to sleep. All this thinking was starting to hurt his head.
A/N: Well, my shortest chapter yet. I just felt like I had to update with something. I know it's short, but it has some important information in it, pay attention people! I know I made some stuff a bit obvious and I may have even spoiled it, but I tried to make my hints as vague as I could- something I'm not all that great at.
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