Chapter 13

Hermione was sitting in Transfiguration when she turned the page to read the next one and saw a tiny hand drawn picture at the top corner of the page. It was of a heart and next to it read: For all the things I have said and done... Hermoine looked across to the other page and found another heart that continued on.

For all the things I've said and done...

I want you to know that there was a reason.

I suppose.

Or something.

I just wanted you to know that

you are my one and only.

I don't know if I can survive anything

without you here by my side.

Each smile that you give me

feels like a gentle grace.

And each time that you are hurting

I want to save you from that place.

I wish that you would understand

that I would never hurt you.

I want you to know who I am

But I'm afraid that you will never

ever believe me

And that I will have hurt you.

So know, my dearest Hermione

That I am laying in wait.

For the special day

And the right time

To tell you who I am

And to show you all my love.

But first I shall write you

And send you all my love.

In hopes that when we stand face to face.

You'll love me too.

I regret not telling you earlier, but I love you Hermione.

Hermione sat back and looked around. She had never ever had anyone do this before. Her heart thudded. The one and only person that she could think that would ever write something this romantic was Ron. Yet, she wasn't putting all her hope into it. Over the years she had been disappointed by him before. She only hoped now was different.