Well this is the last update for this story before I leave. And you best leave me lots of reviews because I stayed up late just to post this for all of you. I'll be back in 5 days or so and I will continue to work on it. Hope you like this chapter! Thanks for all the reviews!Ace

pottyboutweasley: Thanks for the review. Sorry I have to leave you hanging for a few days. I know its hard. I wanted to get anther chapter out but I didn't have time. Too much packing to do. Argg! Anyways, thanks for the quotes. They are really great. As for the quotes in the story, they are there for a reason. Try and see why. I'm glad it's moving you to tears. I'm a sucker for romance too. It's probably because I was born on Valentine's day. Oh well. Enjoy this chapter and remember that when I return in only 5 days or so, I will have lots of updates to make. Hang in there! For now read and review because I love it when you do:D

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Chapter 4: Breakfast

As Hermione walked out of the common room, her smile faded. It was sweet of Ron to tell her happy valentine's day as he did every year. But for one moment, she wished deeply, that it had been different then the year before. That it had been meant in a slightly different way. She knew it was just a silly dream, a silly wish. She shock it out of her head as she made her way to the library.

It was quiet in the library. No one was around, not even Madam Pince. Hermione took a deep breath. This was her heaven. Surrounded by books full of dates, facts, and names she felt safe. Everything made sense in books. And if something ever got too confusing, there was always more books that held information on the same subject to clear it up. This is why she read so much. Things were always understandable here unlike in the real world. She had seen that over the past few years with the rise and fall of the Dark Lord Voldemort. Unlike in love. Where she had yet to find romance.

She placed the book on Madam Pince's desk then looked at the clock. It was almost 8 o'clock and she knew she had to get down to breakfast. She took another deep breath then headed for the exit of her heaven.

As she reached the great hall she could hear the mingled conversations of the other students. She was sure they were discussing valentine's day and their plans for the weekend. She walked through the doors just as the post was arriving. There were envelopes of pink, white, and red on the leg of almost every owl. Some carried small packages and others even carried packages that were too big for them. Hermione looked for a moment and searched the cluster of owsl, hopping to find Pig in the midst. When she did not find him, her hopes were dashed for the third year and she walked, somewhat gloomily, over to the Gryffindor table. She found Harry and Ginny sitting close together opening red envelopes they had sent each other. Ron sat next to an empty place across the table from them. She took the empty seat next to Ron, throwing her book bag on the floor behind her and began to fill her plate.

"Did you finish your essay for Snape?" she asked, turning to Ron, after she had swallowed her first bite of food. She was trying really hard not to look at all the couples around the great hall who were opening cards and other tokens of affection. "It's just the beginning," she thought. "This will be going on all day." She groaned quietly as she waited for Ron's reply.

Ron nodded but would not look up. Instead he took another fork of eggs and shoved it into his mouth. He was afraid to speak.

Hermione sighed. "Guess he doesn't feel like talking either. Well I guess I'll turn to what I know." She thought with a sigh. The day was already turning out to be a crummy one. She put down her fork and reached into her bag pulling out many of her books. She piled the ones she didn't want on the bench between her and Ron until she found the one she had been looking for. Ron looked over and notice the title of the book, Communicating with Muggles by Randy Renviosa. Hermione opened the book and began to read, ignoring the valentine couples around her as well as Ron.

She only looked up when Ginny spoke.

"What's that?" Ginny asked pointing to a piece of plain parchment that had been under Hermione's goblet.

"I don't know." Hermione replied as she picked it up and unfolded it.

In scrawling handwriting there was a message written.

Happy Valentine's Day, Hermione.

In dreams and in love there are no impossibilities.
by Janos Arany

Your secret admirer

Hermione's mouth dropped open. She had a secret admirer? There had to be some kind of mistake. But her name was on it. It was addressed to her. What was going on?

"What's it say?" Harry asked curious like his girlfriend. Nobody noticed Ron blushing and staring into his plate, deeply concentrating on his scrambled eggs.

Hermione read it out loud and Harry and Ginny smiled. "Oooo looks like Hermione has a Valentine." Harry said in a teasing voice.

"Wonder who it could be?" Ginny asked curiously.

"Shut up the both of you." Hermione scolded as she read the quote another time. In dreams and in love there are no impossibilities. It echoed in her mind. It was curious how well the person who wrote the note knew her. The quote described her well.

Suddenly Ron stood up and threw a leg over the bench. In doing so, he knocked over Hermione's pile of books. "Sorry," he muttered as he bent down and picked them up. Hermione gave him a glance then turned back to the note. Ron looked up at her as she read the note again. He took a deep breath then began to pick up the books one by one. Nobody around noticed him slip little pieces of parchment into them as he piled them back on the bench next the Hermione.

When all the books were piled up again, Ron grabbed his bag and threw it over his shoulder. "I'll see you guys in Herbology." He said, quickly heading for the exit. Hermione gave him a quick look as he slipped out the door then turned back to the note.

"Who could it be from?" She wondered out loud. "I mean I've never had a secret admirer before. Unless this is some kind of prank. If that is the case then who ever is in charge of it will surely get what they deserve. I have been practicing my color changing and enlargement spells." As she said this, she eyed Harry with suspiciously.

He put his arms up in surrender. "I didn't do it Hermione if that's what your thinking. I would never to that to you. It's a stupid prank to pull especially on Valentine's day. But how do you know it's a prank? Couldn't it be for real?" He replied sticking up for himself and the mysterious admirer.

Harry was right. How did she know if it was a prank or if it was for real? How would she find out?