SECRET ADMIRER

i.

Harry quickly rushed into the great hall; ready to eat breakfast with the rest of the Gryffindor Table.

All heads whipped around to look at him, making him confused and suspicious.

What did I do now?; Thought Harry.

Some people were laughing, some people had their mouths wide open in shock, and the rest of them were gossiping.

Ron looked up at Harry's confused and curious face, and looked at Hermione, "Bloody hell.. He has no idea, does he?"

"His face says it all. He really does have no idea." Hermione laughs.

To say that Harry was more than puzzled was an understatement. They were both right; Ron and Hermione, he didn't have a clue what was going on.

"Who's going to tell him?" Asked Ginny.

"Tell me what?" Harry angrily replied.

More laughter surrounded the Gryffindor table.

"Harry, sit down will you? This might be alot to take in." Hermione giggles.

"Just tell me what's going on, please." He says; getting fed up.

"Someone is drooling over you Harry!" Ron says before breaking into fits of laughter.

Harry sighed; burying his face in his hands,"Please tell me I heard that wrong."

"Nope!" Says Neville, "They wrote you a love letter as well!"

"Neville!! I wanted to tell him!" Ginny says sternly.

"Sorry." He replies, even though he knows that he was damn right not sorry.

Harry looks at them both,"Are you guys actually being serious?"

"Yes!" Ron says, snatching the letter from Hermione's hands and handing it to Harry, "See. Read it."

Harry took the letter from Ron and started to read it.

Dear
Harry Potter,

I am writing this letter to get my feelings off of my chest. I have been bottling them up for merlin knows how long, that it has reached the point where I can't take it anymore.

I like you. Yes, as in I have a crush on you. I doubt it would surprise you or anyone that someone has a crush on you. I mean you're Harry Potter; The Boy Who Won't Fucking Die.

I have never felt this way around anyone before, and the way it makes me feel when you're around me is driving me crazy. I can't stand it. The feelings aren't mutual, I know that for a fact. You would never ever pay the slightest interest in me. But I felt like I needed to tell you, like I said before, to get it off of my chest.

Love,
Your Secret Admirer.

Harry was shocked; someone liked him?

"I- I don't even know what to say- wow." He said.

The gryffindor table couldn't stop laughing. He could only just make out some sentences that were being shouted at him.

"His secret admirer made him speechless!"

"I wonder who it is?"

"His secret admirer sounds like the type of person who cries at night when trying to deal with their first crush."