Grace's POV
I turn to my side, the cold floor making my back ache. I open one eye, making sure where I am.
Hermione's room.
Oh, right! I forgot about the slumber party Hermione had last night. It was fun, with the occasional crashes by Harry or Ron dressed as a girl wanting to get in on the gossip. You know, the usual.
"Grace." Hermione mumbled, half awake and half asleep.
I prop my elbows up and throw my head back to get the messy hair out of my face. "What?"
"Answer your stupid mail." Confused, I was about to tell Hermione that the mail would come during breakfast time but paused. In the faint distance I heard a bird hooting.
Oh yeah. And that.
One day, I was pacing around the room, wondering when Hermione would come to discuss homework, because I was flunking badly, until a knock came at the window. I didn't think much about it. I would always hear tree branches hitting my window. So I resumed pacing. But, then the window flew open and an owl came flying in.
So I did what any normal person would do. I ran over to the window and shouted "Has anybody lost an owl?" And then I held up the owl.
Since nobody claimed the bird, I set him it on my desk. Well, more like my roommates desk. I would not get bird poop on my desk.
Anyway, I was about to begin pacing again when the door flew open. Hermione ran in, sweaty and dirty with her hair frizzed up. "Where have you been?" I had said. But she shook her head and pointed to the owl.
"Who's that from?" She asked breathlessly, pointing to the letter attached to the owl's leg. I shrugged because I hadn't read it yet. Hermione walked over to the owl and unwrapped the letter to it's leg and began reading.
After a few seconds, Hermione began to smile. She handed me the letter, smirking. "I'll be in my room." She said and then raced to leave the room before I got a chance to read the letter. I opened my mouth to shout at her that I still needed homework help but then decided against it. Waste of breath anyway. So, I flattened the paper and read it.
After a few seconds, I was left clueless. That note made no sense. Just a whole bunch of love poems mashed together to make a letter. I flipped the paper over and saw this:
'From: Your secret admirer'.
So long story short, I get mail from somebody who claims to be my secret admirer. Who also probably has no life.
And those letters had came everyday.
For two month.
I sigh and sit up. I grab my wand next to my pillow and wave it at the window. The lock slides off and the window flies open, letting the brisk autumn/winter air waft in. The same eagle owl dashes in with a letter in its beak. The owl flies to me and places the letter on the floor softly.
I wave my hand to Hermione's desk indicating that there were owl treats somewhere there. The owl flies up to it while I grab the envelope and break the seal off.
I flip the envelope over and read the same four words in blueish black ink that still had not dried. I pull the letter out slowly, knowing Hermione was watching in anticipation.
"Just open the letter!" I smile at Hermione while she just rolls her eyes at me.
Once the letter was fully out of the envelope, I throw it to Hermione. The empty envelope hits her forehead with a thump before floating to the ground in front of my bare feet.
"Oh no, what happened Hermione?" I sarcastically smirk up at her. She grabs a nearby pillow and throws it at my face. Well, tries too. I grab it before it hits my face and throw it back to her.
"Anyway!" I put up my hand declaring peace. "Shush." I unfold the yellowish paper and flip it over so that the writing was facing Hermione. "Don't read it out loud." I say and hand the paper over to her.
"Ok, done." Hermione says with a bright smile on her face while handing me the paper.
I sigh and throw the letter to the floor. I still have no clue on who this person is!
"I just got an idea!" I yell excitedly.
"What?"
I smile at the awesome idea I've come up with. "We should make a list and see who would send me this."
"Sure" Hermione says and gets out of bed. She walks over to her desk and grabs a few pieces of parchment, ink and a quill. She closes the window since the owl has left and sits on the chair. "Alright. Name some people."
"Ok, Harry. Ron-" I pause, seeing the death glare Hermione's giving me. "Nothing. Um, Neville, Seamus and Dean. That's it I guess."
"What about Dra-"
"Nope!" I yell out. "Never."
"Okayy."
"Alright! MOVING ON! Who else? BESIDES Draco!" Knowing that she was about to say him.
She shrugs making me flop onto the floor in defeat. "What else can we do then?"
"Get food. I'm starving!"
"Good idea. Let's go."
"Wait! Now?"
"Yeah." I shrug. "What's wrong with now?"
She coughs into her hand then looks down. I slowly bring my head down to see I'm still in my cat pajamas. I snap my fingers and point to her "Rightttt. I'll go to my room and change then I'll meet you in the common room. Deal?"
"Yeah, whatever, go." Hermione says and shoves me out the door.
"Hermione! Wait! My stuff's in there!" I shout at the door.
"I'll give it to you later!" She shouts back. I sigh and drop my shoulders in defeat. I walk down the hall and take a left, opening the first door on the right. Looking around I notice my roommates stuff exactly the same as before I left. That's strange. Maybe she had a sleep over as well.
After using the bathroom and changing into some decent clothes, I walk out of the room and walk down to the common room. Seeing as Hermione hasn't reached yet, I plop on one of the couches and grab a nearby book.
After a while I hear the door open and Draco walking in. "Hey, do you know where Sara's room is?"
"Why? Where's Sara?"
"She asked me to grab a few things for her since she's gonna be staying with Pansy for a while."
"Oh." I say kind of disappointed and point him up to her room.
After sitting there and thinking why Sara is hanging with the Slytherins, Hermione comes down and we both walk out to the dining hall.
"Alright. So that list. Are you sure you don't want to add Draco? I mean, he was going up to your room."
"No. Plus, he was only grabbing something for Sara. Plus plus, he's a slytherin."
"Are you sure you don't have any feelings for him?"
"Why would I?" I timorously ask.
"No reason" Hermione looks at Draco from the corner of her eye and almost squeals. He was looking directly at Grace. But, of course, she wasn't paying attention.
"So back to the list." I say, wanting to get away from the topic of Draco. "We can rule out Harry. And Neville."
"Why?"
"Harry obviously likes Cho and I bet Neville likes someone from Ravenclaw, but I'm not sure."
"True." Hermione agrees, and crosses off their name leaving Seamus and Dean. But secretly, Draco.
Coming back from Potions class, I was wasted. That potion controlled me so much to where I couldn't even walk straight. I kept bumping into people, but all was good because they didn't try to hex me. That's weird though, because not a lot of people like me, so either someone was helping me or those people were actually walls.
I wake up confused on how I got in my bed when I see Hermione reading a letter with raised eyebrows. "Oh my god" she muttered.
"What?" I whisper back.
She whips her head around and plunges the letter under her leg. "Nothing." She says, her smile so bright that I my eyes physically hurt.
"Who was it from?"
"It was from your secret admirer!" She squeaks.
"Then let me read it." I throw my arm out, letting it plop to the bed.
"I can't."
"Why not? It's for me."
"Actually," she twinkles "It's for me."
"Why? Does he like you now?" I ask, a little jealous and sad.
" Fine! Here." Hermione hands over the letter disappointedly because she couldn't keep a secret for long.
To: Hermione
From: Grace's secret admirer
Is Grace felling better? Yesterday she was feeling a little sick so I took her up to her room. I know you saw me and I know that you know that I'm her secret admirer but don't tell anything to Grace. I want her to find out in her own time. I also know that you'll show her this letter so, Grace, I hope you can forgive me for what I have done.
"Oh. So, it's Draco." I whisper bitterly.
"Why don't you like him?" Hermione pleads.
"Because of what he did in first year."
"What did he do?"
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AN:
Part two will be up shortly. But wow, 1600 words! Probably a new record for me.