The Hufflepuff.

Part 4.

I made my way into the bustling Great Hall, my footsteps echoing against the stone floor. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and warm pastries filled the air, enticing my senses. It was another ordinary morning at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort as I spotted Hermione waving me over to the Gryffindor table.

I smiled, grateful for her friendship despite the disapproving glares from the Slytherin table. Draco, in particular, always made his disdain for me quite clear. Regardless, his icy stares never failed to send a chill down my spine.

Pushing those thoughts aside, I joined Hermione at the Gryffindor table, finding solace in her company. We engaged in light banter, our laughter mingling with the chatter of other students. It was a rare moment of tranquility in a world often overshadowed by darkness.

As the owl post arrived, excitement rippled through the Great Hall. I watched as owls swooped down, delivering letters and packages to their respective recipients. My attention was drawn to a particularly elegant envelope that gracefully descended onto the table in front of me. It was pristine white, devoid of any markings or sender's name.

Curiosity piqued, I picked up the envelope, feeling the delicate texture beneath my fingertips. The handwriting on the front was intricate, almost like a work of art. My heart fluttered nervously as I carefully opened it, revealing the words inside.

Dearest Y/N,

My heart longs to express the affection it harbors for you. Though we may not have crossed paths often, your presence has left an indelible mark on my soul. Your quiet nature intrigues me, and your unwavering loyalty to Hermione fascinates me even more.

In the depths of this castle's shadows, I have watched you from afar, admiring your grace and compassion. Your kindness radiates like a beacon of light, and it is that light that draws me closer to you. You are the embodiment of everything I thought I despised, and yet, I find myself inexplicably drawn to your essence.

I yearn for the day when our paths shall intertwine, when our hearts will beat in unison. Until then, know that you are cherished, even in the darkness.

With adoration,
Your Secret Admirer

I read the words over and over, my mind swirling with a mix of emotions. Who could have written such a letter? And why?

My gaze darted around the Great Hall, searching for any sign of recognition. The faces of my fellow students remained oblivious to the turmoil within me. I couldn't help but wonder if this mysterious letter had anything to do with Draco's animosity towards me.

As my eyes met his across the hall, I noticed a flicker of something unfamiliar in Draco's silver-gray orbs. Was it curiosity? Confusion? Or perhaps something more?

With the letter clutched tightly in my hand, I made a silent vow to uncover the identity of my secret admirer.