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Chapter 18: Seeing what Crookshank's sees

Hermione was stumped. She thought all through dinner. She walked up to Gryffindor tower pondering over the riddle, the words echoing in her head.

"To find the last edition see what Crookshank sees."

When she entered the Gryffindor common room she found a few people sitting around but not many. Many of the students with a significant other, had gone into Hogsmeade for a special celebration at the Three Broomsticks. All the rest left behind either wanted to be alone together or were alone by themselves. Hermione was one of the latter. She took as seat on the empty comfy couch in front of the fire. She stared into the flames as she tried to think about what the riddle might mean. After a minute or two, Crookshanks crawled on to her lap to help her think.

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Ron knew that most of the castle had left after dinner so he knew it would be safe to place the roses in the hallway. Besides he had asked some friendly portraits to look after them too. The last rose he placed directly out in front of the Gryffindor common room entrance.

"When she comes out, will you direct her in the right direction please?" Ron asked the fat lady. She nodded.

"Thanks." With that he kissed the last rose, which would be the first she would pickup, and placed it on the ground. Then he retraced his steps back to the room of requirement. There he would wait, his stomach churning, his brain working, and his heart racing until she followed the path to him.

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The grandfather clock in the common room donged nine times when Crookshanks left Hermione's lap to go sit under one of the tables. Hermione was still working on the problem but she had now taken to talking out loud to herself. They rest of the people in the common room had moved off to find a more quiet place to be alone.

"Am I suppose to look how Crookshanks sees things? Maybe if I crawl along the ground I'll find something." She thought out loud to herself. She slid off the couch and crawled around on her hands and knees. She looked under the chairs and couches. There was nothing to be found but an old quill and a lot of dust bunnies.

"Oh Crookshanks am I ever going to figure it out?" she asked her ginger colored cat as she crawled under the table. The cat purred and Hermione lay down next to her on her side. The cat looked from Hermione up to the bottom of the table. Hermione looked to where the cat looked. There she saw a piece of parchment with writing on it. She jumped up, hit her head on the table, and grabbed the paper. Written in the same scrawling handwriting as all the rest, her names adorned the front of the paper.

She smiled. "Oh Crookshanks! Thank you!" She exclaimed and kissed her cat. The cat purred then commenced to cleaning itself.

Hermione pulled it open quickly. Insides she read:

Hermione,

"Sometimes we let affection,
go unspoken,
Sometimes we let our love
go unexpressed,
Sometimes we can't find words to tell
our feelings,
Especially towards those
we love the best."
-Anonymous

I know you are wondering by now who I am. If you exit the common room you will find something for you. And remember "Not all who wander are lost."- J.R.R Tolkien

Your Secret admirer

Hermione looked at the page and read in twice more. After that, she didn't think, she just crawled out from under the table and rushed toward the Gryffindor common room door. She was going to find out who the admirer truly was.