Disclaimer: Harry Potter does not belong to me along with the characters. Only the plot is mine.

Hermione was in the library packing up after a late night of studying when a piece of paper floated down out of nowhere. Sighing she picked it up. She expected it to be a note from Harry or Ron saying that they needed her help with homework, so she was surprised to see a long letter written to her.

11 Times You Caught My Eye

To My Love,

As I said in my last letter I love your beautiful chocolate brown eyes. I get lost in them every time I look into them. However, I know you do not believe me so I figured I would provide you with evidence seeing as you always need it to support your theories. (Just Kidding Love) Still you'll find all my evidence below as you can tell from the title of this letter to you. I hope you enjoy my recollections because I enjoyed writing them down for you.

1st Time: As we made our way to Hogwarts for the very first time I couldn't help but think of how beautiful you were, but then I told myself eleven year old boys were not supposed to think this way. Then, I remembered how smart you were. You had already displayed your knowledge to me at this point. I still can't believe you memorized all of our text books! Why can't I have your memory? Anyway, you had no idea I was thinking these thoughts. Your mind was already on that night's sorting. Somehow I knew you would be placed where you wanted to be; however I was not so sure I would be placed where I wanted to be.

P.s. It was here under the stars that I noticed how bright your eyes were.

2nd Time: I must say watching you running through the Great Hall after a long nap, I might add during which I was terrified the entire time, was the highlight of the year. It did not matter that Voldemort was defeated another year. Your hair streaming behind you as you ran to greet your friends will be forever etched into my mind. Thank you for making my second year complete.

3rd Time: Yes, I noticed the stress your body and mind went under as you took more than your fair share of classes. You may have thought no one knew, but I did. I wanted so badly to help you but I knew when my help would not have been appreciated. Besides I knew that you already knew the information; you just had to take the time to write it down. What you needed was a big bubble bath and a few hours to forget it all as you took a much needed nap. However, I could not give you this. I promise one day I will make this up to you.

P.s. Even tired, your eyes are still an enchanting chocolate brown.

4th Time: I watch you daily in the common room as you bend over several yards of parchment that are not needed as you try to fit everything you want to say in an essay. One day you'll realize that sometimes words are not needed. A look can say everything. Watch for mine Love. You'll see it soon.

5th Time: Your friends may have doubted you in their moments of anxiety, but I want you to know that my heart has always told me that you were telling the truth. No matter how brainy you may sound I want you to know that your knowledge has a place in this world and one day it will find a home in whatever career path you may choose.

P.s. Your eyes sparkle when you learn something new.

6th Time: I know how much you helped your friends during the TriWizard Tournament. Do not continue blaming yourself for the fact that he came back that year. He's dead now and the world has you to thank for it, no matter how much you try to deny it. See your knowledge came in handy after all, and where it failed your skills in friendship played a very important role. Remind me to tell you something later about the TriWizard Tournament that you do not yet know.

7th Time: I must say that during my fifth year I was a little preoccupied, OWL's you know, and mad at my own friends. However, in the moments that I was able to escape my temporary insanity it was thoughts of you that brought me back down to Earth. Never will I forget those rare smiles that you graced me with that year.

P.s. Did I mention that my favorite smile of yours goes all the way up to those beautiful eyes?

8th Time: My thoughts did not belong to me this year. There were times when I thought I was going to go insane from people trespassing inside my head. Why couldn't they leave me alone? I only wanted to think about you and all the happy, albeit little, memories I had. I just had to sit there and dredge up a memory of you in it and I would be in a happy place, but alas, my thoughts were not mine. Yes, fifth year was full of drama and hatred. Maybe sixth year will be better, hmm?

9th Time: My friends constantly wonder where my head is. Lately I am lost in my textbooks trying to distract myself from thoughts of you. Usually you're there reminding us all about an upcoming homework assignment, but lately all my homework is done, and I don't need the reminders. Now I know why I don't do my homework on time. Just kidding, my Love. I only don't do it on time just so I have the excuse to ask you for help. You can berate me later for this.

P.s Did you know your eyes sparkle and ignite when you get frustrated because I don't do my homework?

10th Time: This last year you disappeared from my world. I yearned to hold you close; yet you felt so far away. You craved another hand to hold and another's arms. I stepped back and gave you what you wanted, jealous every step of the way. I knew one day that if you needed me you would find your way back into my arms no matter how hard I wished you were there now.

11th Time: Well the war has ended and your arms where the first I felt wrap around me. Right then I knew that you had found your way back to me.

P.s. At this moment your eyes were sparkling with unshed tears.

Well now you have read my evidence. I can only hope that you find it accurate in the long run. We'll be meeting soon My Love.

Your Secret Admirer

Hermione bowed her head as she read the last line of the letter; she wiped away the tears that were falling silently down her cheeks. Yes, she had caught this guy's eye numerous times. Yet, somehow through the poem and letter he had sent her, her secret admirer had already managed to catch her heart. What was she going to do? She quickly reread the letter again pausing over each piece of evidence that pointed her in the direction of her secret admirer. It sounded exactly like…No, it couldn't be. He wouldn't do this. There was….