A New Adventure {Book Three}

Mystery Girl

Seven.

Curiosity came over Hermione. She had to know what or who the letters were meant for. So, she opened the first one in her hands.

In the dark ink of a quill, it spoke lightly like a feather. =

"My Dear ///////,"

The name had been scratched out of place. Still Hermione kept reading..

"It may be that we don't really have a lot in common. Still, I can understand why you wouldn't want to speak to me. And whether or not you read this, please know that I respect you and I only wish that we could've started this whole thing when we were younger. Preferably, the first day we met.
The thing is is that you've changed me. I mean, if it weren't for the the Yule Ball back in our fourth-"

Hermione couldn't read it anymore. The only line that ran through her head repetitively was, "if it weren't for the Yule Ball." The Yule Ball was placed as a small celebration before the 'Quad'-Wizard Cup challenges began.

Hermione was afraid, did Draco lie about her being his first love?