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1993, Year 2 at Hogwarts, February 11th

Hermione seems busy. She's in the library loads (not like that's anything different…) and she won't tell us what she's doing.

I think it has something to do with Lockhart. In DADA she always stares at him in the same way that she looks at books and she even sighed once. Harry says I'm jealous but I'm not – he's a-a blonde for gods sake and he's as vain as Parvati (but Parvati is nicer and a lot less annoying)

So, Neville comes into the common room, followed closely by Hermione. "What you doing back this early?" Harry asks Hermione and she grins at him – it's obvious she's run back as she is panting and her face is red.

"Neville and I-" she pauses for breath. "talking about Colin. I need to check- my books." She runs up to her room and we all know that she won't come back down for a while.

"She left all her stuff in the library." Neville tells us and I volunteer to get them – maybe I'll find out what she has been doing.

I have never liked the library and today it's even worse. It's busy and I feel like I'm being watched (but it's probably the librarian – I've heard about her…). I find Hermione's bag and quills on an empty desk and there is a lilac piece of parchment on the desk and there is something written on it in Hermione's writing.

Your books are amazing and I think you are a wonderful teacher,

Not only is your intelligence unsurpassed

But your looks as well

Your hair is like spun gold

Your smile is worthy of Ares

And your wink is –

She hasn't finished it but I really feel sick. Who has she written this for? I pocket it and, before the librarian can learn what I look like, I leave.

Before I enter the common room, I look quickly over my shoulder to make sure the librarian isn't there. Hermione is sitting with Harry and when I come in, she looks at me and then her bag.

"You didn't look in it, did you?" she asks and I touch the parchment in my pocket.

"No…" I answer but Harry gives me an odd look before running off to join Oliver Wood and begins to discuss Quidditch tactics. Neville runs off looking for his toad, Tommy or something, always forget it's name) and I don't tell him that I saw it in the hallway minutes ago.

Me and Hermione are alone and I quickly bring the parchment out of my pocket.

"Who is this for, Hermione?" I ask and she looks at me and grabs it out my hands and it rips into two pieces. Tears fill her eyes. "I mean, you can remake it, can't you?" I stutter.

"You've read it, haven't you Ron?" I nod and she gasps and snatches the piece I still hold.

"Its private." And before I can ask anything else, she runs to the girl's dormitory. I'm alone and Harry leaves the Quidditch Corner and comes and sits with me.

"Don't you think it might have been for Lockhart?" Harry asks me and then it all makes sense. "Leave her alone for a bit." I nod and then we go up to the dormitory and Harry quickly falls asleep. (Unfair, really. He had nightmares and he can still get to sleep as soon as he lies down. I have to count flobberworms and bore myself to sleep…)

Even flobberworms don't work tonight and I find myself in the common room. I hear someone coming and I turn round. It's Hermione.

"I'm sorry. I didn't think it'd be a Lovenote –"

"Lovenote!" she shrieks. "It wasn't a lovenote, it was a thank you for being a wonderful teacher!" I raise an eyebrow. I see the autographed parchment she got Lockhart to sign for the polyjuice potion sticking out of her pocket. "He's not going to get it anyway. I can't remember what I wrote and now it's all torn."

"Don't you think that maybe you should go for people your own age?" I ask.

"No," she answered. "And I wasn't going for him anyway." she added.

"Yeah, course you weren't."

"I wasn't." And, as if she was trying to prove it, she moved towards me and pressed her lips against my cheek – 10 seconds later she moves away, blushes and goes back to her dormitory. "I might still give him a card though."

I'm confused…


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