Note: This is the final chapter in Letters. When you finished reading this chapter, read my note at the bottom. Thanks! Enjoy!

A Different Response

It had gone the way Hermione had expected it. Two weeks had gone by since Hermione had professed her love to Harry. He had written back yet, and that's exactly what she had expected. If someone had said that they loved her unexpectedly, she probably would be really shocked too. Hermione was now cooping with the loss of one of her best friends and it was all her fault for losing him. Even her students noticed that she just wasn't herself lately.

It was early on a Sunday morning just after breakfast. Hermione was walking down the hallway with Professor Sprout. It was a cloudy day and it looked like it was going to rain. All of the students were either mingling in the hallways, doing last minute homework, or some were daring to go outside.

"So did you hear they finally replaced to new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher?" Professor Spout said with excitement.

"No, really? They finally got a replacement. Who is it?" Hermione said but not with much excitement like Sprout had had.

"I don't know, actually no one really does. He's supposed to come around today and meet us individually. I guess he's coming in about an hour and just going to make his rounds around the school to familiarize himself with his surroundings. I heard that he's an old man who is just looking for a place to live. Then, I heard from another bloke that he's a retired goblin from Gringotts."

Hermione was only half listening to Professor Sprout and she really didn't seem to care about the new Professor. The two of them came to Hermione's office and separated from there. Hermione had so much grading to do, but she really didn't feel like doing it. All she wanted to do was curl up in her bed and never wake up.

Hermione sat at her desk in her room and just started to embark on her massive pile of essays. She didn't know how long she was there for, but she knew that it had to have been at least an hour. Her eyes were getting heavy and she could slowly feel herself drifting away…

She awoke to the rain splattering on her window. Had she been sleeping for long? Hermione looked at her watch and it read 2:30 in the afternoon. Even though she felt better and less tired, she still knew that this was going to be a long day. Hermione continued on her grading.

Throughout the day, various students came in for extra help and such. That took up some time and Hermione was worried that she wasn't going to get anything done. Finally the last of the students had left and she had only five more essays and two more tests to grade. About an hour went by and she was finishing up the last of her grading papers. The rain was slowing down, but it was just enough to still the rain drops on her window panes. Just as she was finishing correcting the last paragraph on the very essay, there was a knock on her door.

Hermione suddenly remembered that the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher was supposed to be dropping by. "Come in, it's open," Hermione said without looking up from the essay. The door opened but no one came in, or at least she didn't hear any footsteps. A few seconds went by and Hermione finally looked up to see who the mystery teacher was.

And there stood Harry in the doorway. He was wet from the rain and looked like her was tired and desperate. Hermione's draw dropped when she saw him.

"Oh my god! Harry! What are you doing here?" there was some sort of relief in Hermione's voice, but also some confusion. Hermione stood up and started to walk around her desk.

A funny smirk came across Harry's face and he wasn't sure how to put this. He had practiced how he was going to talk to Hermione on the train ride over.

"There are two reasons why I'm here Hermione," Harry sighed and knew that his was going to sound weird, but he didn't care. He walked up to Hermione and said calmly, "I'm the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher."

Hermione had an immediate thought come into her head. He was the new teacher and he was going to tell her that there was only room for one of them at Hogwarts. Before he might lose his temper she decided to congratulate him, "Wow Harry, that's great! Congratulations!"

"And the second reason why I'm here is…," Harry moved his arms around Hermione's waist and kissed her.

Hermione did not see this coming. They kissed for what seemed like ages, but probably was only like two minutes. Hermione loved the feeling and sensation of the bond between them.

Harry broke away from Hermione and said, "I love you too," he gently went back to kissing her again.

Between kisses Hermione managed to say, "Harry that was definitely your best response to one of my letters."

The End

So, there you have it…Letters. I hope all of the readers have enjoyed this Harry and Hermione fanfic. Please review and tell me how you liked this story. Also, should I write a sequel or just leave it as it is? Please tell me in your review. I would like to thank every one of you guys/girls for all of the fantastic reviews so far. If you enjoyed this one, look for another one of my stories…there will be more coming. Thanks again!

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