-1A/N: I might be a little slow updating in the coming weeks. I am not sure yet. But I am definitely keeping up with this story! I am loving the reviews so please keep them up!

Hermione was half awake during the rest of the feast due to her night of having a restless mind. She barely noticed a note floating its way over too her. It landed right on her face so she was sure to see it. Grabbing the note Hermione turned away from the table to read it. She quickly opened it and began to read. 'Meet me at the big rock by the black lake.' There was no name signed to it so she had no idea who it was from. Who on earth would have sent it? She didn't know which way it had come from so that didn't help her much either. She would just have to wait and see. After the feast was over Hermione quickly made her way to the big rock to wait for whoever wanted to meet her.

"Granger, you actually think someone wanted spend there time talking with you at some rock?"

Just then her heart sank. She knew that voice all too well and frankly hated the sound of it. He was the reason she barely trusted anyone anyway. He had been always so horrible to her to her for no reason other than she wasn't a pureblood. She quickly threw her books to the side and they landed on the ground behind the rock.

"What do you want, Malfoy?" she said, turning around.

"Oh nothing. I just saw the way you were gazing at Cedric Diggory." He then started to imitate Hermione's voice, "Oh Cedric! Oh how I love you! Oh Cedric!"

"Shut it, Malfoy! It's none of your business if I gaze at someone or not. Don't be jealous."

"Jealous? Of a filthy mud blood like you," he said getting nose to nose with her. "Don't make me sick or laugh for that matter."

"What's going on here?" They heard Professor McGonagall say.

Draco backed away and said, "Nothing, Professor. We were just having a nice conversation."

"I'm sure you were, Mr. Malfoy. If you can't say anything nice just remember to not say anything at all. Detention. My office. 6:00."

"Professor McGonagall walked away and Draco said, "This isn't over yet, Granger. Nowhere near over."

Draco stormed off and when he turned around the corner someone grabbed his shirt and threw him up against the wall. Draco had this terrified 'I'm about to pee my pants' look.

"W…What….?"

Cedric still had Draco's collar pressed against the wall. He also has his wand pressed against the little worm's neck. "Don't speak. Don't so anything, but listen. If you ever and I mean EVER talk to Hermione or threaten her like again I will make it my business to personally dispose of your disgusting excuse of a human self. Now get the bloody hell out of my face."

He let go of Draco's collar and he made a run for it. Even though he tripped a couple of times he made it out of sight pretty quickly. Cedric then turned around and went back around the corner to where Hermione was. She wasn't at the rock so she must have been really upset. Well at least he had slipped the note into one of her books when she was bickering with Draco. She would know exactly how he felt after she had read the letter. Well he signed the letter 'Your Secret Admirer'. So she would know somebody loved her, she just wouldn't know who.

Meanwhile Hermione rushed her way to the library. She was still a bit teary eyed and upset by all the mean things Draco had said to her. She slammed her books down onto the table and sat down. She folded her arms upon the table and the buried her head in them. If it only it weren't punishable for her to curse him into oblivion. She would have done that in their third year, but instead she had just punched him. That was just as equally satisfying though. She sat back up and opened one of her books. She flipped through the pages and all of a sudden she came across a piece of parchment folded in half.

It had her name written on the front of it. She opened it and it read:

Dear Hermione,

If only you knew how much I love you. The way I long to hold you and to tell you that everything will be alright. That's the only thing during the day and night that keep me breathing and for the need to keep on going. YOU keep me breathing. I will able to tell you who I am in due time when I think you are ready to know. I love you Hermione Granger.

Sincerely,

Your Secret Admirer

She looked up from the parchment with the most peculiar look on her face. She thought for a moment. She looked back down at the letter and then looked away from it again. She just couldn't figure it out. Was this person telling the truth? She didn't think anyone would waste their time trying to come up with all those beautiful words had it been a prank. Even though she didn't know what to make of it the letter signed by her secret admirer had made her smile for the time since she had been back at Hogwarts.