Author's Notes: This is a story of true love between two of my favorite people. It is a Harry and Hermione romance fic. Hope you like it. The first part is a letter to Hermione herself from you-know-who! Well not that you-know-who! Man you people. The brackets ( ) are Harry's actions while writing his heart out. Well enough of that, on with the story.
The Letter
Dear Hermione,
I just had to say something to you but I could never find the words. I had to write them down. You might be wondering why I am writing you a letter when I am with you almost every day, but the thing is, is that I see you. You might not think that I see you but I do. I see you for the wonderful and lovely person that you are. I have seen you since fourth year. Please forgive me for being so blind. You are so beautiful. I would be the first to admit that I tried to hide my feelings for you. I even tried to forget you by going after other girls and then telling you about them later. Ok so it was only one girl, but she is nothing compares to you. I have tried so many times to tell you how I feel but something always come up. There is never the right moment. Time just stands still when you are around and creeps along when you are gone. I miss you when you are gone. (touches his heart) I would do any thing for you. It is so hard to be two people at once but I try my best. I have to be Harry the friend that has no interest in you what so ever. This means that I have to sit back and watch Victor shower you with praise, you deserve so much more. Then I have to be Harry, the real Harry that loves you will all my heart. Why can't I be with you, why is it that you are not with me? Why are you not mine? (shakes his head) If you ask me how I feel I would tell you. I would tell you how you have always had my heart; how my heart stops when I see you smile. Your smile. (smiling) I dream of your smile. If my day is going straight to Azkaban on the Hogwarts express at 1000 miles an hour, your smile stops that train right in its tracks! I would tell you how, when we are together, my other self gets jealous because he wants to hold your hand and kiss you passionately. Sorry, I did not mean to let you know that kissing part. (blushing) I would tell you about the many times that I wanted to yell at Ron for being on your case. Or how I sometimes wanted to be Ron and let that fiery anger be directed at me, that way all of your attention would be on me. (running hand through his hair) Life is so unfair. If I had a chance I would take you in my arms and tell you that my heart is too weak to make it on my own. I need someone like you. You are the most clever, bright, no, the most brilliant person I know. (looking sad) But we are just friends and you will never know that I wrote this letter to you because….
Harry took the parchment and folded it up and placed it in his pocket. "She will never know." He said with a sigh, "She never needs to know." He said to himself as he made to walk up to his room, when Ron busted out of nowhere and pinned him to the ground. "Come on Harry! I have to get you back for putting slugs in my soup last night!" Harry let out a laugh and jumped to his feet with one swift movement and ran out the door with Ron right behind him. Little did he know, he left a little some on the floor behind him.
Pinku: What! He dropped his letter! Dun, dun, duuunnnnn! Will Hermione see it and read it or will some one else find it and tell Hermione about Harry's demise? These and other questions will or might be answered in the next exciting chapter of "Just the way you are."