"How do I write to her?!!"

"Merlin, Harry! Your the one that likes her, not me!" Hermione scolded Harry, for what she assumed was his regular stupidity.

"I have never written a love letter before!" Harry admitted through the on going chaos that ensued in his head. 

Harry Potter, the chosen one, the one that still seemed to be very much living, had no idea how to confess his feelings in a mere paper without looking like a total arse with two butts over it's head.

His head still seemed very preoccupied with extremely stupid ideas, when a frustrated Ron stood up and seemed to speak up.

"Mate!" He spoke (more like shouting) causing Hermione to raise her eyebrow in mere distaste as to what freights of doltishness was to come next.

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".... so you should confess it to her face if you can't write a letter!" Ron finally ended. 

For once, Ron Arthur Weasley had Hermione gaping in surprise. Hermione had thought about the same too, but seemed to keep quite about it since she didn't want to distract Harry from other plans she thought he had made. 

Which he didn't.

"Confess to her..." Harry slowly spoke out, processing the words. He simply couldn't! What if she rejected him? It would probably end the friendship they had now. She would probably never speak to him for the rest of his life and maybe even look his way again.

Harry Potter had gone a lot of betrayals in the past. And he didn't intend to go through one more again. 

" Harry... I know what your thinking." Hermione gently comforted the boy out of the visible panic from his face.

"How about I convince her to meet up with you in the library and you take it ahead from there? She can't scream from your lack of intelligence anyway, since Madam Pince won't leave her without proper detention."

Harry glared at his friend but as he though about it.. maybe it wasn't going to be that bad.

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The trio planned through the whole ordeal once before they executed it. 

Hermione walked into the library, giving a thumbs up to the boys making Harry nauseous. As she sauntered into the library, it didn't take her a long time to notice you. You seemed to have been in an another world, as your eyes scanned through the pages of " Fantastic Beasts and where to find them." 

This was the right time and Hermione knew it.

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Hermione came out of the room, a small smile plastered on her face. 

"Harry, don't mess up!" And with that, Harry got the signal that you were in a happy mood.

He walked in, just in time to meet your smile. His heart beat even more now, completely lost in your eyes for a moment.

He steps towards you became slower and slower, his brain telling him to run away but his heart encouraging him to take another step.

And for once, he believed his heart.

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The rest is for you to think lmao (don't come for me bestie)