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Sorry this took so long to write but because it doesn't seem like anyone is reading this I guess it doesn't really matter

Chapter five

Ginny woke up early; she hadn't been able to sleep much during the night. She kept thinking about those poems.

"Honestly I don't have any idea who would be writing these to me," she said to herself. "I can't deal with a stupid secret admirer, if someone likes me why can't they just tell me"

Ginny continued to think about the love notes until she made her way to the great hall for breakfast. Once there she went directly to the Gryffindor table and sat next to Hermione.

"Hermione you won't believe the love notes I got yesterday," she said, Ginny then showed Hermione both of the poems

"Whoever wrote these sure needs to take a class on poetry" Hermione replied after reading the notes.

"Obviously, but that's not the point, do you have any idea who would write these to me?"

"No, not really, sorry I'm not much help but I have to go meet Harry in the library. We're supposed to research advanced defense spells before potions."

"Its fine, don't worry about it, oh and Hermione have fun with Harry" Ginny said with a smile

"Ginny you know that Harry and I are just friends, and right now the most important thing is for Harry to train himself to be ready to defeat Voldemort" Hermione answered quickly.

"Sure Hermione and you don't think of him as anything more then a friend?" Ginny asked.

"No I don't," Hermione answered quickly. She then walked out of the great hall and proceeded to go to the library.

"Is it really that obvious that I'm starting to like Harry as more then a friend, I hope not, The last thing in the world I want to do is ruin my friendship with Harry, epically when he needs a friend the most." Hermione thought to herself as she continued to go to the library.

At the library

"Harry this is the book I was talking about." Hermione said as she carries Defense spells to use when fighting the dark back to the table.

Harry looked up and just stared at Hermione as she started opening the book and taking notes on it. "I never noticed before how when Hermione's head is bent over a book she looks completely in control. She looks really pretty today, am I attracted to my best friend?" Harry thought to himself.

"Why is Harry starring at me like that?" Hermione thought. "Harry" she said out loud.

"Huh?" he answered embarrassed by his thoughts.

"There are some spells in here that I think you should look at, this one in particular looks pretty handy," Hermione said.

"Hermione, I don't think I need any more defensive spells, I can defend myself against him, I have since I was eleven. I need offensive spells, I have to be able to get him. I can't keep running away, Hermione, I need to do this, I need to finish this" He answered annoyed with only being able to defend himself.

"Harry, I know, except how do you fight against something that is so evil it has no heart, something that is so powerful it is almost immortal?" Hermione asked.

"I don't know but I have to find something."

Harry was mad at himself for snapping at Hermione, "She's only trying to help" he thought to himself. And when did she get so pretty.

That night in the common room Harry continued to find himself starring at Hermione. "I can't believe that I have a crush on my best friend. I hope it goes away soon, I would hate for this stupid crush to ruin a seven year long friendship"

I know this chapter is too short for not writing for so many months but I want to start writing again and my chapters are always short.