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Chapter 8: Talk With Blaise
"I haven't told you this, but I like Hermione Granger."
"What? As in friend like or more than that?"
"More than that."
"What about Pansy?"
"The truth is, Pansy and I agreed that we would pretend like we were a couple but we actually aren't. It was just to stop our fathers from annoying us. We only see each other as friends."
"Okay. What's bothering you?"
"I like Hermione but Harry and Hermione are kinda together. They love each other. I want Hermione to know I love her but I'm scared."
"Scared of what?"
"I'm scared that if I tell her she'll get mad then she won't be my friend anymore."
"That is a problem."
"What do I do Blaise?"
"I'm sorry but I don't think I can help you. Maybe you should just stay back and let them be. If you love her, then you only want her happy. Right?"
"Yeah."
"Does Potter make her happy?"
"I dunno."
"When she's with Potter, does she look happy?"
"Yes."
"There you go. If Potter makes her happy then let them be together. Don't do anything. You'll only break her heart. You don't want that do you?"
"Never."
"That's your solution."
"I'm not sure if it can really help me. I love her so much. But thanks anyways for the advice."
"Anytime."
Draco stood up and left. He went to his room and kept thinking. Talking to Blaise was useless. It didn't help him at all. There's really nothing I can do. I'm hopeless. But Blaise did make sense. Harry does make her happy and I want her to be happy. Yeah. Maybe I'll just let them be together. I don't want to separate them and cause Hermione sadness. I would never do that.
Draco thought of an idea on how to get to know Hermione better without possibly hurting her. He got a piece of parchment and wrote something on it. He went to the owlery and sent the parchment to Hermione.
Hermione was in her room listening to music on her mp3 player. She was lying on her bed staring at the ceiling. It was still beautiful but this time she changed it to become like a sky. It would have sunrise and sunset and the stars and all that.
It was still 2 in the afternoon so her sky was just blue with clouds and the sun. She took off her earphones and turned off her mp3 player.
She got up and she was supposed to go to the common room but she heard a tapping noise. She looked at the window and there was an owl there.
She opened the window and the owl came in. It had a piece of parchment tied to its leg. She untied the parchment and she read what was written:
Hi! I'm sure you're wondering who I am but I prefer not to tell you. You might get mad at me for some feelings I have which I know you'll never return. I thought we could be like chat mates or something like that or whatever it is you call it. Will you be my chat mate?
Hermione blushed and knew someone admired her. She didn't want to disappoint the gut so she got another piece of parchment and wrote on it. She tied the parchment on the owl's leg and gave the owl a little treat.
The owl went out the window and flew away.
Did she receive it? Will she reply? What if she won't? I'm hopeless. Draco was in his room thinking about that. He was pacing back and forth then an owl flew in his open window. He read the parchment and it said:
Sure. So, what do you wanna write about?
Draco was very happy that Hermione replied. He quickly got another parchment and wrote on it. He gave the owl a little snack and it flew away on its own.
Hermione waited for the reply of her admirer. She opened the window ahead for the owl to come in. She was about to leave but the owl flew in and landed on her desk.
She got the parchment and it read:
What's your favorite color?
Hermione wrote on the same paper since there was a lot of unused space. She tied it on the owl's leg. The owl left immediately but before that, ate a small cookie from Hermione's hand.
Draco's owl came back and he read it.
Nice topic to start with. I'd have to say pink. You?
Draco answered her and they kept sending messages back and forth. They did this until they had to stop since it was already time for dinner.
Hermione left her room and went down to the Great Hall. She didn't tell Harry about her secret admirer because she was afraid he would get jealous and get mad at her.
She sat down beside Harry and they hugged. They stopped since they noticed that the people in the Gryffindor table were looking at them. They broke the hug and blushed. They started a conversation between them and Ron.
They were talking about their favorite kind of sweets but they were interrupted by Dumbledore who was making an announcement.
"As you've noticed, we skipped the Halloween Ball for reasons which I am not free to discuss. This announcement is for the seventh years only. Our next ball which is a month away is the Winter Ball. Since this is your last year, you will be wearing muggle clothing in relation to your lesson. Only seventh years are going but younger years can come if invited to be a partner of a seventh year student. That is all. Thank you. Please proceed eating."
Noise in the Great Hall grew louder. The seventh years were talking about their plans or who'll be their date. After a while, they started eating again and the noise lessened but it was still there.
"Harry, Hermione, who should I take?"
"Relax Ron. You'll find someone." Harry said while stuffing food into his mouth.
"It is still a month away. You still have a lot of time." Hermione said
"I guess you two are right." Ron said but ended the conversation and ate again.
Author's note: Well, that's chapter 8…. Do you like it? Want me to update? Just review and I promise that I'll update faster… Thanks!