The Secret Admirer of Hermione Jean Granger
A/N: Hello guys,
First of all, I'd like to thank all of you for your lovely words of appreciation. I'm glad you liked the previous chapters. Secondly, most of you wanted me to do masquerade ball, but I've decided other things. If you want to know more, please read this chapter. Here I'll be introducing the second letter as I've promised earlier. So enjoy!!!
Disclaimer: If Harry Potter and co. were mine, Dramione would've taken place, so you know it belongs rightly to Rowling.
Chapter6. The second letter
*FLASHBACK*
"C'mon let's go to Transfiguration before Mcgonagall gives us detention," said Hermione.
Saying they left for Transfiguration.
*END OF FLASHBACK*
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The whole day went smoothly for Hermione.
After having a quick dinner, she decided to plan the ball and went back to her room.
But she didn't expect something extraordinary to be there once she entered.
On her bed, was a pink envelope and surrounding it were roses and also another bouquet of roses.
She picked up the envelope, removed the letter from it and began to read it. It said…
Dear Hermione,
The bright shining light of my day.
You clearly have no idea how much you affect me. I've been waiting to write but unfortunately I was very busy this week. But then again, how would my day go without letting you know how I feel?
Congrats on being made Head Girl. There was no better person. I know how you feel at the present. But remember that I'm whatever happens; I'll always be there with you, behind you, forever.
I love you so deeply,
I love you so much,
I love the sound of your voice
And the way that we touch.
I love your warm smile
And your kind, thoughtful way,
The joy that you bring
To my life every day.
I love you today
As I have from the start,
And I'll love you forever
With all of my heart.
With all my love,
Your Secret Admirer
After reading the letter, Hermione was curious. Of course this person goes to Hogwarts. But not all people are intelligent enough to write poetries. So her admirer has to be an intelligent person. Not bad, she thought, at least he's smart. I can't imagine going out someone with Crabbe or Goyle.
She cleared the bed and kept the letter in her trunk along with the other letter.
Just then the door opened, revealing Draco, who seemed as if he had just run a marathon.
"Good evening, Draco," said Hermione, cheerfully, "what made you come here so early?"
"Oh it was just that Mcgonagall told me that we've got to start planning the ball now," panted Draco.
He went to their desks and sat on one of the chairs and motioned Hermione to sit next to him on the other. Hermione took a quill and a parchment and did so.
"Now, let's see," said Hermione, "I think we should select the theme first. How about masquerades?"
"Nah…it's a bit too common. We've already done traditional in fourth year. So I think we should have a costume party," suggested Draco.
"Great idea," said Hermione, smiling, "Next, let's plan the music. I think we should ask Professor Flitwick to be in charge of the slow songs for starting the ball. And after that, we should hire the Weird Sisters as the band."
"Yeah," agreed Draco, "And also about the food. I think we should keep the food according to the theme. So I think we'll ask Dumbledore to see to that."
"Yeah, that's a good idea. Then Ronald won't bug me about what's there to eat," said Hermione.
Draco sniggered. "Does he always think of only eating?"
"Yeah, and when he isn't he's talking about Quidditch. So most of the time, I'm never included in his conversations," said Hermione, "But Harry understands. He changes the topic immediately. I'm so glad to be his friend."
"Yeah, you'll say that," said Draco, "So…anything new?"
"Like what?" asked Hermione.
"Er…anything," said Draco.
"Nothing really, just got a let…oops…I mean late when I went to Hagrid's place today," said Hermione, quickly covering up her mistake.
Draco gave her a look which said I know you are hiding something from me. But Hermione chose to ignore that.
"Well, I believe I should get this down on the parchment. And the decorations?" said Hermione.
"I think we'll get the whole Great Hall in Christmas shades. We'll give green, scarlet and gold colored theme. And we should announce the whole thing tomorrow," said Draco.
"Yeah, fine. I think I'll sleep now, I'm really tired," said Hermione, yawning.
"Me too, goodnight," said Draco and slept on the couch.
"Sweet dreams," said Hermione and fell asleep on the bed at once.
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The next morning, Hermione raced to her friends at the great hall.
"You're late again, Hermione," said Harry, "but today we made Ron wait for you. He did it so that you don't get pissed off with him again."
"Thanks, you three. We have an announcement to make today," said Hermione, cheerfully.
"And…? What's that?" asked Ginny, at once.
"Just wait, and watch," said Hermione, smirking.
After protests of five minutes, Ginny gave up and continued her breakfast. Hermione saw Draco entering the hall and going straight to the headmaster with the parchment they wrote on last night and gave it to him. He then nodded at Hermione and went and sat with his friends at his table. Hermione saw Dumbledore quickly reading everything and smiling at her, his eyes twinkling. With mischief possible, thought Hermione.
"Earth to Hermione," said Ginny, snapping her fingers at her.
"Oh, sorry, I was just thinking," said Hermione.
"It's alright, Hermione," said Harry.
"Yeah, that's what you do all the time," said Ron.
"Your attention please," said Professor Mcgonagall from the staff table.
The hall went silent and Dumbledore began,
"As you know, dear students, this year before your Christmas vacations, we will be having a ball. And only students of year four and above will be permitted to come."
At this there were protests from the first three years.
"Silence, please. As for the years three and below, you will be permitted to leave for your vacation, two days in advance. "
The groans turned to cheers.
"Silence, please. Now, as our head boy and girl have planned, we will be having a costume ball. You are allowed to wear costumes of different fictional characters and so on. But I have added a rule to the seventh years. And the rule is that you will have to attend the ball with your current partners."
There were moans from all the seventh year especially from Ron who muttered, "Great, now I've got Parkinson behind by blood even on a day which I had thought would be a Parkinson-free day."
"Can't you listen for a minute?" barked Professor Mcgonagall.
The entire seventh year students became quiet.
"Thank you, Minerva," said Dumbledore, "Now as I said, you will have to attend the ball with your partners but you are allowed to dance with everyone. I give you full permission to go to Hogsmeade and Diagon Alley to get your dress robes. Till then, tut tut."
The students started leaving for their classes. They had Potions now so they could go together.
"Really great day," grumbled Ron, "First I come to know that I'll have to go to that bloody ball with bloody Parkinson. And now, we've got bloody Potions with that bloody bat."
"Language, Ronald," muttered Hermione, pointing at the first years passing, "these first years should not learn them so soon."
"Yeah, whatever," said Ron.
Harry and Ginny grinned. They had the same thought in mind that no matter what their age is, Ron and Hermione will never stop arguing with each other.
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A/N: And, that's where I end today's chapter, friends. I hope you liked my story and send reviews as well. If you have any queries regarding the story, you can contact me personally. I'll clear it as soon as possible.
Loads of Laugh,
A.B. Malfoy......
