I will be writing one's shots for both genders and posting on this story. There will be a boy and girl version of the one shot. I will write for Ginny Weasley, Hermione Granger, and Luna Lovegood as well as the Hogwarts Mystery girls mainly but ther...
Y/n had been fretting all day about the note he had written for his crush, Hermione. He had been planning on telling the Gryffindor about his feelings for a while but had never quite managed, usually Harry or Ron would interrupt just as he had come up with something to say.
And so y/n had made a resolution to finally tell Hermione about his feelings. He had been puzzling over how to tell Hermione for weeks. It was to hard to tell her outright because Harry or Ron would surely interrupt. He could try writing it in one of Hermione's books, but then he'd probably get scolded for writing the book. So his last thought was to write a poem.
Y/n when to console his sister, Luna, about it. Luna was his best friend and younger sister, she also happened to be a brilliant poet. Y/n wasn't to bad himself but Luna was always the better of the Lovegood children, at poetry at least. Y/n trusted Luna completely, he knew Luna would never tease him about Hermione.
Eventually the two Lovegood's had come up with a romantic little love poem. All y/n had to do was give it to Hermione. So y/n had handed Hermione a note in class, it read;
Dear Hermione,
Meet me at the Gardens by the Black Lake at 1800 hours on Saturday.
Your secret admirer. Xx
Hermione had been puzzling over the pease of parchment all day, she had found it tucked in her neatly folded shirt pocket early Friday morning. Only her dorm mates and the house elves had access to the room, she was pretty sure one of the house elves put it there. So she went looking for Dobby, he was her best bet at finding out who wrote the note. Unfortunately she had no luck in finding him so she asked Harry where he was. Harry told Hermione Dobby had asked him not to tell her, apparently it was a secret Dobby was not allowed to tell.
Hermione was distracted by her 'secret admirer' all day, 'who would have a crush on me?' She turned the question over and over again in her head. 'It couldn't possibly be y/n. That would be to good to be true, I don't think he liked me in that way anyway.'
When Saturday finally rolled around Hermione spent a considerable amount of time trying to figure out what to wear, she wanted to look pretty but not like she was trying to hard. She wanted to look nice but not like she was going to some sort of business meeting. With some help from Ginny she eventually chose her outfit:
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As Hermione made her way down stairs she was stopped by Harry and Ron.
'Oh, were are you going tonight, Hermione?' Ron questioned.
'I'm going on a date.' She replied.
'Who with?' Harry cut in suddenly very interested.
'My secret admirer.'
'Your secret what?' Ron cut in.
'My secret admirer. Now if you two would kindly move, I have somewhere to be.' Hermione said as she marched out of the Gryffindor common room. She was 15, she was old enough to go on a date, right?
