"𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩 𝙖𝙙𝙢𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙧"
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you probably think i'm crazy for writing to you and i probably am but i just want to straight up say it: i have liked you since we were both in the third year. i could say when i started liking you, but then you'd find out my identity, and i don't want you making fun of me even more so i write this to you as your secret admirer so you can know that someone likes you and you don't have to hide it.
-love your secret admirer
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i saw you looking around the great hall the day you recieved the piece of parchment and you caught my eye for a second before you skipped to another table and now i can't even look at you, thinking you will somehow know it was me.
-love your secret admirer
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you talked to me today and you didn't call me any names or rude remarks. no, no you just asked me if i was alright. and i know once i send this letter to you, that you will know who i am but i know you have to know. so i write this to you with a shaky hand and truly hope you don't make fun of me because of it.
-love your 'not so secret anymore' admirer
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today you came up to me and asked why? why i like you? why it was you instead of harry or ron? you looked scared. you looked like you hadn't slept and i so hope it is not because of these letters, but you looked vulnerable.
and i replied with "because you look like you care" and i just left and i could feel your gaze on my back as i turned the corner.
-love your secret admirer, hermione granger.
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*takes place a few years later
i hear your getting married this weekend to astoria greengrass, she's a lucky woman. i wanted to congratulate you. to show you that i care about you because i do. i'm also getting married to you would have never guessed but yes, ron.
you are invited, if you were wondering but knowing you, you won't come. i guess we weren't meant to be huh? but that's okay. we were better off as friends anyway, right?
-love hermione granger, for now
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author's note:
i read a story like this once but i forgot where and who
