A/N : This chapter is not like the previous...well...it is...just, it's Hr/R instead of H/D - I decided...that...maybe I should widen my fanbase. Have Fun!
August 25, 1997
Hermione,
I know I haven't been the nicest to you all these years, but I'm working on being nicer. Just wait for me Hermione.
Yours forever.
Who are you?
August 26
Hermione,
Just know that I am your friend. Just wait, be patient.
Oh and don't going doing that researcher thing, let me work on telling you my identity at my own speed.
Please.
I'll give you five days before I start trying to figure out who you are.
September 1
Hermione,
I'm ready…I think.
It's been seven years to the day we've known each other. When I first met you, you were looking for Neville's toad. First year on the Hogwarts Express. The next years we got closer and closer, and I grew into loving you the way I do now. But you know me, I'm not very good at expressing my feelings. You've accused me of being stubborn, an idiot, and much more. I really I was. Not anymore Hermione, I'm ready to show you how I really feel.
Meet me on the Express, in the 3 car, 2 compartment on the left. I'll be waiting.
Hermione said good-bye to her parents and turned into the barrier to get to the express, she had taken the whole summer off from Ron, Harry, and nearly the rest of the wizarding world, only showing them she was alive with the occasional owl or two, so obvisiously she was alone as she climbed the stairs onto the train.
'third car, second compartment on the left,' she kept repeating to herself. She had really no idea who this admirer could be because, as she had promised, she had done no investigating. Soon she found herself standing in front of that very compartment, and she let out a breath she was surprised she had been holding. 'here we go' she thought as she pushed open the door to reveal and very sheepish looking Ron Weasley.
"Ronald Weasley, could you please explain those posts you sent me?" Hermione bossed at once, trying to hide both her surprise and relief, she had been hoping it was Ron.
"I'm sorry Hermione, I just couldn't think of any other way!" He said his face growing redder by the minute.
Hermione smiled, "Well if you knew me as well as you think you do you would've known that a simple 'Hermione, I love you' would have down amazingly Ron," she said in that bossy voice she had shown him on their very first encounter.
"Oh" he said as if he had been defeated.
"And you would've gotten a I love you too, Ron, in return you bloody fool," she said putting her hands on her hips and smiled widely when she saw Ron's expression lighten the compartment.
"Come on," Hermione said to Ron, "let's go tell Harry." And with that they went off, hand in hand, to tell Harry that Ron had finally gotten the clues.
