Diary
By: isnape24
Writing- excerpts from the diary
(_)- authors notes
Writing- thoughts
I walked into Gryffindor common room to find a small black notebook on one of the couches by the fire. I walked over to the couch and picked up the book and I emeadeitly (A/N: sorry about this my computer is being stupid with spell check.) realized that it was Hermione's writing. I started reading to come to the realization that it was a diary. I continued to read to realize that she was speaking a lot about me. I mean I know we flirted and stuff but I never knew she felt this way about me. A lot of her writing was what it was like to be around me. I knew I had to do something about this. I planned it all in my head. I was going to walk straight up to her and kiss her for her to understand that I did love her like she said that she loved me. As I stood up to leave the common room I pocketed the diary. As I walked I figured that she would be in the library so I took a shortcut through the alcoves. People really were disgusting just snogging like that out in broad day-light. Then I thought of Hermione and me like that then I just smirked to myself. As I walked into the library, I went to what I knew was Hermione's favorite spot. As I walked to the spot I braced myself for what I was about to do. But I was not prepared for what I saw in front of my eyes.
"Malfoy?!" I whisper shouted.
"Weasley! What are you looking at can't you see this a private matter." Said Malfoy pushing the girl behind him.
"Yes and I must say I feel sorry for the girl that you manipulated into being here anyway." I sneered at him.
"Ronald Weasley!" I heard Hermione's voice but didn't see Hermione. Suddenly she stood up from behind Malfoy.
"Hermione what in Merlin's name are you doing with Malfoy?!" I was so shocked to see her with ferret
"I happened to be on a study date with my boyfriend!" she spat at me. We didn't want people to overhear so she whisper shouted at me like I did to her.
"Excuse me, I hate to interrupt this little fight but if you can obviously not tell you are making my girlfriend upset so I would so kindly ask you to GTFO Weasley!" Malfoy was as angry as Hermione at this point.
"Shove off Malfoy!" I screamed as I pushed him as he fell into a pile of books.
"Ron stop it!" Hermione screamed.
"Oh so now what you're defending him? When did you become a slytherin whore Hermione?" I didn't know where all this anger was coming from. It slipped out before I could hold it back in. I was shocked by what I said that I didn't even see Malfoy coming at me.
"You'll pay for that one Weasley!" he bellowed at that getting the whole library's attention and he lunged himself at me and then we fell to the ground wrestling.
Regular POV
Students came to see what the noise was about and they were all soon yelling "Fight! Fight! Fight!" mixed with Hermione's yells of "Boys knock it off! Please! Draco get off of him! Ron stop it!"
"Break it up!" yelled a voice from behind all of the students. Everyone emeaditly realized that it was Snape. But the boys didn't notice so they kept on fight until they both felt a strong hand on the back of both of their robes pulling them to their feet.
"I said break it up you two!" Snape's voice was low and dangerous.
"He started it first!" said Malfoy as Snape dropped them both and they fell on the floor. Hermione emeaditly came to his side.
"No! it was more like SHE started it first!" yelled Ron his finger pointed at Hermione.
"She had nothing to do with it Weasley. So back off!" Malfoy yelled back.
"All right! That's it!..." Snape's voice cracked through the air like a whip. "We are going to the Headmaster's office to settle this. Now!..." the boys started walking Hermione just stood there still in shock. "Miss Granger, you as well. Mr. Boot, go get Professor McGonagall." He said but not yelling this time.
"Oh, right Professor." Said Hermione as she started walking and jogging to catch up to Draco to see if he was alright. And their hands intertwined and Ron thought that he was going to be sick. Snape said the password and walked up ahead of the to the Headmaster's door.
