Thanx!

Harry walked through the Ministry of Magic to his office. He was still puzzled at his feelings concerning Hermione. He hadn't been able to sleep because of her! What was this world coming to? It couldn't really be possible that he liked her, could it? What if it was true? Would she reciprocate his feelings for her?

'If you like her so much why don't you try to show her at least?' The mind-voice had returned.

'Leave me alone. It's not like you know so much about me,' Harry thought angrily in his mind.

'I am you. I'm just the little common-sense that you never listen to,'

Harry pushed open the door to his office. He saw a white envelope that was resting on his quill holder. On the front was his name in fancy, curly writing. He picked up the letter and looked on the back in hope of finding a name or a clue that suggested who it was from. There was nothing. He shrugged and proceeded to open the envelope.

Dear Harry,

How can I express my feelings for you? You are like the light in my life. I don't what I would do without you if you were not there. Do you love me? That would be my only wish in life. More and more I think of you, the more I love you. How do I describe my love for you? It is fathomless.

From your love,

It was not signed. Harry sighed. He hoped that it wasn't one of those fan letters. He had received many of those sorts of letters when he had left Hogwarts. Though one thing itched in his mind. Why hadn't the sender signed the letter? It was all very confusing. Harry made his way to the kitchen to make himself coffee.

'Another reason why I should keep my wand on me at all times," Harry thought blindly. He had left his wand in his coat pocket, which was in his Porsche.

While he was making his coffee, Harry heard snorts and laughs from a cubicle near by. Carrying his coffee mug, he made his way to the general direction of the now loud snorts. He found himself outside Draco Malfoy's cubicle. He peered in. In front of him was an unusual sight. Draco and Ron were both writing something on a piece of parchment. Their hair was the only parts of them visible since they were writing something so intently.

"Ahem. I don't want to interrupt but what are you two doing?" Harry walked towards the desk while asking this question.

As quick as it was humanly possible, Draco had swiped up the parchment, opened his desk drawer and stuffed it in there.

"Nothing at all Harry!" Draco smiled pleasantly at Harry. Ron nodded fervently.

"I could have sworn I saw both of you writing and laughing. When did you two become so close?" Harry asked suspiciously.

"Uhh, well Harry mate, Draco and I have become good buddies since Operation Matchm…" Ron was cut off by Draco's swift hand.

"He means when I started to date Ginny. Time is passing Harry. Don't you think you should be working on the Moreton case? You know Remus wants it by today." Draco got up and ushered Harry out of the cubicle and before Harry could do anything, Draco slammed the door on his face.

Harry, so stunned, made his way back to his cubicle.

Draco meanwhile turned back to Ron. He smoothed back a strand of hair that had fallen out of its gelled shape.

"That was too close for my liking." Draco sat down in his chair and fished out the parchment from his drawer.

"Are you kidding me? If Harry had found out that we were writing a letter to Hermione, he may have flipped. I mean it may seem very wrong, you know, seeing we both have girlfriends…"

"Don't make me shiver. Hermione is only for Harry. I'd rather keep it that way. Now where were we?" Draco looked down on the parchment.

"When are we going to post this? We'll have to do it soon. I know for a fact that the girls already planted their note. I saw it in Harry's cubicle."

"Already? They're really fast. We can't let them get in front of us. Imagine how long they'll tease us for." Draco rolled his eyes.

"Don't remind me. So, back to the letter…"

Both men turned back to the parchment. Soon enough snorts could be heard again.

&Sometime Later&

Hermione had been given a field assignment. It had taken a bit longer than she had expected. She unlocked her cubicle door and placed the mocha she was holding on her neat table. She placed the mission assignment in a manila folder and put it in her OUT box. She would give it Remus later on.

Something was not right in her office. It was usually neat. Order reigned but something was disturbing this. She looked around. There! A letter and a note had been placed on her table.

'What is this? I usually get all of my letters sent to the apartment, unless Remus sent something…' Hermione reached down and had a good look at the note first. She read it.

'It's from Harry! I can't believe Dean actually wants to organise a get-together. He's almost as bad as Ron in the organization department." She reached down and picked up the letter. It was pink and had her name at the front. Curious, she took out her letter opener and slit it open.

To My Dearest Hermione, (It read)

I admire you. You are my everything. Hermione! Hermione! How I love your name! I love everything! Your eyes… Your eyes make me want to drown in their very chocolate depths. Hermione!

From your admirer

Hermione felt her jaw drop. Someone admired her? She couldn't believe this and what was so good about her eyes anyway? She read the letter again in case here eyes were playing tricks. They weren't. She folded the letter and placed it back in its envelope. She looked around. Where could she put it?

Suddenly there was a knock.

Hermione looked up and hurriedly shoved the letter into her IN box. The door opened none too soon and Harry came in.

"Did you get my note? I gave one to Ron as well. I came by to check if you were all right with the arrangements. I have to get back with Dean." In truth, this hadn't been the real reason why Harry had visited Hermione. He had really come to ask whether she had any background information on one of his cases. His mind had suddenly blacked out when Harry had laid eyes on Hermione and he had forgotten why he was there in the first place. Dean's party was the first thing that came to mind, so he had blurted it out.

"Oh yes. I got it. I'm fine with it," Hermione said a bit shakily. She still hadn't got over the near discovery of the letter.

"Okay then. I'll just go. Bye." Harry ran out of the cubicle and slammed the door.

Hermione breathed deeply. Certainly it had been a near discovery, but for now she was safe. She sighed. It was going to be a long day.

& A/N: Done! Okay, thankyou so much for waiting! &