A/N: Sorry about the long wait, I've been so busy. Reviews are certainly welcome, as is constructive criticism. I'll hopefully have the next update soon. Enjoy!
My last week was spent in pure agony. All thanks to Granger. It was as if everywhere I went she was there. Now, I know the castle isn't gigantic but come on! It was getting ridiculous. Just when I thought I was in solitude from Pansy or the dumbfounded goons, there pops Herm- uh -Mud...excuse me, Granger. It didn't help the thoughts of her go away either, just made want to stroll right over to her and confess everything. And don't even get me started on the dreams I've been having. I swear, my whole god damn mind is awry. Constantly picturing her face and reliving the night I eavesdropped on her and Jr. Weasel's conversation...
It's not as if I wanted this to happen. It's practically tearing me apart. I know I should eventually tell her this, hell, I even decided that I would...but how? I can't just prance up to her in the middle of Advanced Potions. I guess I could sneak her to the back of the library. She wouldn't go back there without a fight though. And fights cause attention, which is exactly what cannot happen, seeing as I am a self-respecting Slytherin and she is Gryfinndor "scum." Yes, this will defiantly not be easy. Hmm...other ways of communicating perhaps? I doubt she has one of those two-way mirrors, owling her perhaps, Floo-powder wouldn't work. Owling!
It has to be owl-post. That's my best bet. I don't have to steal her away, I'll be a safe distance from her. Confess everything and move on with my life. Although, she'll probably think it's a hoax. Oh Merlin, that'd be a problem. Hmm...God dammit, Draco, think! I could forge Potter's signature, set up a fake prefect's meeting, pray a masquerade ball is coming. These aren't good enough! I thought I was supposed to be cunning. Wait, a mask, a disguise, hidden identity, anonymous! Yes! One of those "secret admirer" letters. And put a bunch of bull-shit that'll get her interested...but not suspicious. I mean it's not like I'm in love with her...I just want to end this attraction. Okay, might as well get this over with.
Dearest Hermione,
I am writing you this letter with the sincerest intentions. You see, I am not man enough to tell you face-to-face what I'm about to reveal to you. My thoughts are constantly filled with your presence. I cannot go five minutes without thinking your name. It's not that I am ashamed to reveal my true self, I've just never had as strong of feelings before. I am also afraid of your rejection, because I am someone unlikely of your admiration. Therefore, I must have your word not to speak of this to anyone. I am aware of Ron Weasley's feelings toward you and I do not want to anger him or cause any friction. I wanted to let you know someone in the castle is thinking about you. If you are at all interested, as I hope you would be, please do me the honor of replying. I look forward to seeing you tomorrow.
Love,
Wow, that was surprisingly fast to write. Okay, it's all sealed and now all I need to do is, um, send it. Yeah, not too hard. I'm not nervous though. Nope, it's all just a bunch of lies anyway. Yeah, she won't know that though. This will all blow over soon. Just gotta send the letter. Alright, the owl's all set...just need to open the window.
What the hell is wrong with me? This isn't a big deal. Good god, Draco, you're acting like a moron. Making a big fuss over a letter. I can't believe I actually thought I was nervous. Hah, bet I had you going for a while huh? Yeah, this is nothing. There goes that bloody owl with the stupid letter.
Hah, this is perfect.
