It didn't take long for a response from Pansy Parkinson. The great eagle owl flew into the window in which Hedwig had flown out of. It landed right in front of him, holding the letter out expectantly. When harry went to grab it, the owl dropped the letter and crunched its beak down on his finger. It'd strong mouth instantly breaking the thin skin on Harry's finger. He snatched his hand away quickly, cradling it to his chest momentarily before shooing the pesky bird away, back out the window in which it had come in. The boy then grabbed the note, noting the green wax seal, with the obvious slytherin crest emblem melted into it. Opening The letter, it was almost just like the letters he'd received previous, but not quite the same.

The raven haired boy smiled before turning to Hermione. "Mione, this isn't the same writing as the notes, its curved and spaced differently. It's not Pansy." He grabbed the list on the table in front of them before crossing Pansy Parkinson off the list of potentials. Down to four, they were getting closer. He was still very intrigued by what the note could say, regardless of the fact that it wasn't her writing him the letters. So, he read the note anyways.

Harry Potter,

I know you are lying about why you need my favorite color, and I know you're looking for me to not say red, luckily for you my favorite color is green. You would make a fantastic Slytherin, so very cunning Potter, not so perfect now are you. To get to the point at hand, I know who your secret admirer is, and no it isn't me. It's also not Blaise, I know Zabini is on your list as well, you can mark us both off honey. I want to help you Harry Darling, but I want something in return, I am a devious little Slytherin of course. I can give you small hints as to who it is, help you narrow it down, if in return you promise not to hurt my friend, but I also want a date with your dear friend Luna. I'll happily mark one more person off your list, for you to score me a date with Luna Lovegood. Sounds fair to me, if you agree, you have twenty-four hours. After that, your on your own. Good lucky with your search darling, I hope the two of you nothing but happiness, and I mean that honestly.

Signed,

Pansy Parkinson

Harry laughed before handing the note over to a questioning Granger, smugly grabbing the list off the table once more and marking off Blaise Zabini. That left him with three options. Vincent Crabbe, Gregory Goyle, and Draco Malfoy. He was so close, Harry almost knew who it was. Within twenty-four hours he would know who it is. He looked at his list grinning while Hermione read the note for herself, grinning.

Hermione looked to Harry when she finished reading the note for herself. Pausing to look at him questioningly before asking him a question that they both had on their minds. "Harry, are you really going to ask Luna to go on a date with Pansy in hopes that Pansy keeps her word of giving you another hint? That seems very," she hesitated, trying to find the words to use before continuing almost whispering, "Slytherin of you."

He looked at her blankly, almost as if lost in thought or trying to figure out if he should succumb to his Slytherin side, or figure it out like the Gryffindor he was. On one side, he'd be left with two people it could be, and he might just be helping set two people up, but on the other side, it could be Pansy being a Slytherin and pull a joke on either him, or on Luna. Luna Lovegood was a sweet girl, she had his back since she showed up his second year, but this could benefit them both. Harry pondered back and forth for a while, the goods and the bads of both sides, until after a few minutes he decided.

"What could it hurt asking Luna," Harry asked somewhat to himself. Somewhat to Hermione. "If she doesn't want to she doesn't have to, it would be completely up to her, I wouldn't bring up anything about why I would be asking. I can easily just say that Pansy asked me to put in a good word for her since I know her better. It could very well work." He took a deep breath, and shrugged his shoulders, waiting for his best friends wise words of why that wouldn't be fair or how that's not very honest of him, but it never came. Instead Hermione shrugged, looking at him as though he were right and her had a point as to why he could ask and how. "Besides it could be beneficial to the both of us."

"It seems very plausible, Harry. Besides, Luna likes everyone. Maybe, just maybe, she'll accept and there is no harm in asking." Harry looked at his best friend in shock, they had been friends for 5 years now and she had never agreed with him like that. There was always a better solution, or a smarter way to go about it. "Although lunch is coming up soon, you might want to go ask her before that bec-" Hermione was cut off by another eagle owl flying in the high window. The same one he has been getting for days, Harry smiled guidilly as it came closer, baring an all new letter in its talons. Harry Quickly exchanging the letter for a few owl treats, happy to have gotten a reply so fast. The raven haired boy grabbed the letter quickly, practically ripping it open, excited to read what was inside.

Harry Potter,

Well Harry, if you're so confident in your answer, maybe you should make a guess. See if you get it right, if you do, I'll give you a reward. You have hated me for a long time Harry, at least you act as though you do. I could just be terribly mistaken. You could be completely in love with me and just hide it very well, har har. I too look forward to our date, I've wanted to go on a date with you for years, although I never did think I would actually get a date. Speaking of dates, you never go on them, how come? Hopefully our date is soon, Potter, for you to are growing on me as well.

Sincerely,

Your Secret Admirer

Harry smiled at the last sentence of the letter. He was growing on his secret admirer too. He wanted to reply so bad, he wanted to know who his secret admirer was. It was down to three people, and if he got it right he got a reward, but at the same time he could ask for who he wished it least to be, and hope he was right about it being wrong. He smiled to himself before handing the letter over to his friend who sat patiently beside him on the couch as they had done all morning since they made there way here after he woke up. He noticed her reading through the note for herself as he grabbed for another piece of parchment and a quill.

Secret Admirer,

I wish not to guess who, but rather to guess who not. I don't hate anyone, hate is such a strong word. It's more along the lines of slightly dislike. I do have feeling for someone, although I can't say who because its someone on my list unfortunately. That is why I haven't gone on dates, I would rather not get someone's hopes up, just for me to know I have feelings for someone else as it is. Yet, here I am wanting to give you a chance, not even knowing who you are. I'm happy to hear the feeling is mutual, and my guess as to who you are not is Vincent Crabbe. Hope you have an amazing lunch, and I hope to see you there.

Sincerely,

Harry Potter

Harry looked happily at his letter, if it wasn't crabbe that would leave him with Gregory Goyle and Draco Malfoy, and by tomorrow he should know who else it isn't. Hopefully Pansy just doesn't tell him it's not someone he already knows it isn't. Harry hands his letter to the eagle owl still sitting perched in the corner of the room, happily watching the bird exit, before turning to Hermione and holding his hand out.

"Lets go to lunch, 'Mione." He spoke helping her up off the couch, heading out of the door of the Room of Requirements. They headed down the moving staircases to the Great Hall, where Harry Quickly spotted Luna Lovegood's bright blonde hair. He nodded to Hermione before heading in the direction in the younger Ravenclaw girl.

"Hello, Harry," Luna spoke and he sat down next to her at the Blue and Bronze table. It looked much different over here he noted astonished by the difference one table can make.

The Boy Hero smiled in her direction, before speaking, "So, Luna, how would you feel about a date?" He flashed her his award winning smile awaiting her answer,

"Harry, I wish not to hurt your feelings, but you arn't," she heasitated, looking around them as though she were looking for the right words to use. As if she could pull them out of thin air. "My type," She finished sending his a shy smile.

Harry laughed lightly before correcting his own mistake. "Not for me, how does a date with Pansy Parkinson sound? She asked me to put in a good word for her, she wants to go on a date with you Loons." he said smiling at her even bigger. He watched her cheeks flush a deep red, as she looked across the way at the Slytherin table. Harry noticed parkinson looking at them, and winked at her.

"Tell her I would be delighted, Harry." Luna breathed out. Smiling shyly as she spoke her answer. Harry kissed her cheek lightly before making his way back over to the Gryffindor table and his two best friends. As he walked he send another wink and a slight nod to Pansy who nodded her head back in acknowledgment of the success of their deal. He grinned ear to ear as he sat down, his back towards the Slytherin table now.

"How'd it go, Harry?" Hermione asked him curiously as he started scooping food onto his plate.

Harry flashed her a smile as well, "perfect," he said happy to have all the information he needed for the answer he oh so desperately needed and wanted.

After lunch Harry raced his way up to the Gryffindor common room, anxiously waiting his letters from both Pansy Parkinson and his Secret Admirer. It only took a few minutes after walking through the portrait of the fat lady for Pansy's eagle owl to fly in and drop off the last letter he needed to seal the deal as to who he'd been talking to for the last week.

The raven haired boy quickly grabbed her note, ripping open the Slytherin green wax seal, ready to know the answer.

Harry Potter,

Last I heard he thought the list was five, I didn't tell him about me crossing out myself and Blaise. From what I know the list is down to Draco Malfoy and Gregory Goyle. I promised him I wouldn't tell you who it was, but I can tell you who it isn't, there's always a perfect loophole. Please, do not hurt him, he is one of my best friends, and he's had enough of a shit time as it is. If you're uninterested, please, just let him down easy. With that said; it is not Gregory Goyle. I hope the answer was what you wanted Potter. Good luck with everything.

Signed,

Pansy Parkinson

Harry looked down at the letter in shock. His secret admirer was Draco Lucius Malfoy.