She made her way down the stairs holding the heavy book as she placed it gently on the common room table. As she checked the time on the wall, knowing that everyone was asleep she slowly took out her ink and quill hoping to make more notes for the least and as she opened the cover a small piece of parchment fell out of it.

And picking it up cautiously, Hermione opened it considering, whether or not it was at her place to open the letter.

Finally guessing that it wouldn't have done her harm she slowly unfolded the letter and analysed the neat handwriting that almost looked as if it had been engraved on it.

A small smile formed on her lips as she had finished reading the letter folding it back up and placing it in the book.

Dear Hermione,

Although we never actually talked, it was nice to get everything out, even though, you're still regarded as a stranger. Maybe we could meet again in the library? Same time. Or maybe we'll let fate decide on whether we meet up or not.

Yours friendly,

Cedric Diggory.

Hermione never actually believed in fate and she was almost sure Cedric was joking about meeting up so she dismissed the letter and carried on studying for Ron.

The next morning she had gotten up early checking her watch closely making sure that the classroom she wanted to occupy was open and with one movement she turned the gold door handle carefully looking behind her to see if anyone was there. After all, it was 6 o'clock in the morning.

As she put her head up her eyes met the familiar couple who was kissing on the desk, mostly unaware that Hermione had even entered the room and Cho's back was to the wall, Cedric's hand cupping her face as the other one lingered gently at her waist. She dropped her books carelessly, her feet not intending to budge although she wanted to go with her instincts and run but both heads turned to see the brunette standing at the door now picking her books up hurriedly.

Cedric let go of Cho and laughed softly yet uneasily.

"Sorry," she smiled foolishly at them both. "I'll just be...going." Cho looked down in embarrassment.

"We should really get going Ced; sorry Hermione." But Hermione had already hurried out of the classroom wondering why she felt butterflies climax in her stomach.

Hermione slowed down walking at a normal pace as she heard a shout coming from behind her; there were now a few Gryffindors and Ravenclaws around the place, very little Hufflepuffs and no Slytherins at all.

"Hermione! 'Mione! Wait up." Once again she heard the low and soothing voice she heard the night before and stopped in her tracks.

She turned around with speed and smiled at Cedric. "Hey." As she contemplated on whether or not to go into deep conversation, instead, he simply did.

"Sorry about what happened back there."

Hermione smiled. "Really it's okay. Stupid what couples do in..." Hermione trailed on as she realised what she was saying and shut her self up immediately. Cedric simply laughed at her.

"So," he asked her curiously. "Are you going to the Yule Ball this year?" Hermione shook her head slightly.

"I...uuummm, I'm not sure yet." She replied faintly. The sun just started to peek out and now many students started to fill the halls. Cedric nodded.

Hermione looked ahead as she saw Harry and Ron enter the great hall.

"Sorry I have to go. I guess fate really brought us together...maybe in the weirdest way possible." They both laughed as Hermione waved at him. Cedric watched as Hermione's once bushy hair hung at length on her shoulders. And that was when Cedric snapped his brain in half. What was he thinking? Cho was great. Cho and him were great.