A/N Well hello everybody I'm back! Ok so I thought this up probably about a week ago. I sat in bed trying to fall asleep for like an hour and a half last night with the same scene replaying over and over in my mind while a thirty second bit of a song that inspires me to write this played in my head, just an FYI. Wow, that was a run on sentence, whoopsies. Ok this is HarryXDraco, which means its slash, which means they like each other, which means they like like each other. Don't like it then hit the back button because if you flame me for having slash then why are you even searching in that category. Anywho the rating may go up in later chapters but I'm not sure yet. Well enough blabbing, don't want to get in trouble! To the fic!

Disclaimer: Oh yes I own Harry Potter, and little green pigs secretly live under the earth and kidnap humans to roast at their parties and stick kumquats in their mouths like we do to pigs at luouts (don't know how that is spelled)

"Harry Potter? Harry Potter? Harry Potter must wake up it is after midnight."
The boy called Harry Potter awoke after being poked several times in his right arm to see a small creature with large eyes and a pointed nose staring back at him.
"Dobby? What are you doing in my dorm in the middle of the night?"
"Dobby is in the common room along with Harry Potter. Dobby decided to wake Harry Potter so he could go up to his dorm."
Harry suddenly realized that he was in fact in the Gryffindor common room, sitting by the fire, with an open book in front of him. He figured he must have fallen asleep reading it, of course it wasn't very hard to fall asleep reading about the fifty-seven laws the Minister of Magic had passed in 1472. They were after all each five pages long. "Oh, sorry Dobby. Thanks for waking me up. I'd better go up to my dorm. Night Dobby" said Harry as he closed the book and began to walk up the stairs to his dorm.
"Wait Harry Potter! Dobby has something for you" the small creature said as he pulled out something that looked like a diary from his orange and purple striped shirt. "Dobby brought it as a gift for Harry Potter. Dobby thought it would help Harry Potter."
Harry winced the last time Dobby had tried to "help" him he had ended up with all the bones missing is his right arm. "Help with what Dobby?" asked a curious Harry. Did he need any help? The only thing he needed help on was his potions essay but he doubted a diary would help him with that.
"Help Harry Potter with his love life" said Dobby. "What do you mean help me with my love life? And where did you get that diary?"
"Dobby knows the one person that Harry Potter likes and has brought you his diary!" said the beaming house elf.
Harry gasped. Did he really know? Only his friends knew who he really liked and Ron had gotten mad at him for it. How in the world did Dobby find out? Unless, Hermoine must have told him! She's been trying to get me to talk to him without shouting ever since she found out. "How do you know who I like?" asked a curious Harry.
"Harry Potter's friend Hermoine told Dobby."
Harry made a mental note to kick Hermoine later.
"Hermoine told Dobby that Harry Potter liked Draco Malfoy so Dobby has brought you his diary to look at!" said the still beaming house elf.
Harry gave a small wince; there was no telling how many people Dobby had told or how he had even gotten the diary. What if he had told Malfoy and then Malfoy thinking it would be a hilarious joke gave Dobby a fake diary, and was now laughing with all his friends about how the Boy Who Lived had a crush on him. Oh yes he was going to kick Hermoine very hard the next time he saw her.

Harry Potter sat in his favorite chair in the common room with Draco Malfoy's diary in his hand. The diary had been given to him by Dobby the house elf who had now left to go and clean the dungeons. This left Harry alone in the common room, at three o'clock in the morning, with Draco Malfoy's diary.
When he asked Dobby how he had obtained the diary, Dobby said he had stolen it from Malfoy's room. When he asked if he had told anyone else about his crush on Malfoy Dobby said he hadn't told a soul and Harry decided to trust him.
Harry looked down at the solid black diary in his hands wondering if he should really open it. True he was dying to know if there was anything about him in it, anything other than "Stupid Scar face" that is. But he didn't want to invade Malfoy's privacy; he had gotten into enough fights with Malfoy as it is. He didn't want him getting mad at him for reading his diary. Not only did he not want to get into another fight with Malfoy but also he didn't want to get into another fight with Ron, who was already mad at him. If Ron saw the diary he would think it was some exchange diary he had going on with Malfoy, and would start yelling at him asking how he could dump him for that git.

Flashback

Harry and Ron sat hand in hand by the fire of the Gryffindor common room. Harry had told Ron to meet him in the common room after everybody had left, because he had something important he wished to tell Ron. The two boys sat in complete silence, one wishing that he could stay like this forever with his boyfriend, as he was leaning on said boyfriend's shoulder. The other trying to figure out the best way to phrase what he was about to say to the boy leaning on his shoulder.
Harry cleared his throat causing Ron to look up at him. "Er, Ron there is something I want to tell you," said a nervous Harry.
"Sure mate, go right ahead," replied Ron.
"Er, well, you remember when we got together over the summer?" asked a still nervous Harry.
"Yeah, what about it?" replied Ron as he sat up and turned around to face Harry.
"Well you remember how we said it would just be a summer thing? How we would break it off when we got back to school?"
"Yeah, but it seemed like you didn't want to break this off once we got back to school, and neither did I" said the now suspicious Ron.
"Well I think that it is time that we broke this off," said a really nervous Harry. "It's just that this relationship is putting a lot of stress on me, and I think it's best if we ended right now" said Harry. Even though the relationship wasn't really putting any stress on Harry, he just said that so Ron wouldn't know that he was dumping him because he liked someone else, and it didn't help matters that the someone else was Ron's mortal enemy.
"But I haven't seen you stressed out at all lately" said Ron, who was now sitting up as though he had a board taped to his back.
"Well uh ..."
"It's someone else isn't it? You like someone else, I just know it so you might as well tell me who!" Ron said firmly.
Harry knew that he was trapped and he couldn't see anyway out of the predicament he was in, so he decided to just tell the truth. "Er, Draco Malfoy" Harry said quickly.
Ron just looked Harry straight in the eyes and could tell that he wasn't lying. At first he just looked shocked, then hurt, then Harry saw anger began to fester in Ron's eyes. He braced himself for the worst.
"WHAT?! YOUR DUMPING ME FOR THAT GIT?! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU HARRY! NO YOUR NOT DUMPING ME I'M DUMPING YOU!!" shouted a furious Ron. With that said Ron stormed up to the dorm leaving Harry alone by the fire.

Flashback End (that's so fun to say!)

Yes Ron hadn't taken the news to well and he still wasn't talking to Harry. Ron had found a new boyfriend the next morning, Seamus Finnigan, Harry never saw that one coming. Surprisingly the two of them were still together after two months.
When Hermoine found out she just said, "Well its about time. You've been goggling over him ever since term began, don't think I haven't noticed. Every time he speaks you get all excited, even when he insults you. Then every time he looks at you, you blush. So have you talked to him yet?" asked Hermoine.
Harry looked confused. He had expected her to be as upset with her as Ron had been, and did he really do all the things she said he did?
Ever since that day Hermoine has been trying to get Harry to have a civilized conversation with Malfoy. Even though Harry liked Malfoy he still wanted to beat the snot out of him every time he insulted Harry.
Harry sighed and looked back down at the diary he held in his hands. He figured he had already made Ron mad at him and he would never hear the end of it from Hermoine if he didn't talk to Malfoy soon (it was there last year at Hogwarts after all.) Besides after he read it he could just tell Dobby to go and put it back and Malfoy would just figure he had misplaced the diary (if noticed it was gone.) With that decided Harry unclipped the gold lock and opened it up and began turning the pages searching for the latest entry.

A/N Ok so I know it was short and I left a little cliffy, but you forgive me right? Allrighty well I am going to start typing the second chapter as soon as I finish with this A/N and I promise Harry will finally read some of the entries in the diary. We will also hear a little bit from Draco next chapter. Sorry if I had any spelling/gramatical errors, I'm only human. If my indentations were off its because document manager is clumping all of my story into one HUGE paragraph. Help anyone? Oh also (just to be on the safe side) I do not own Anne Frank I just borrowed the title of her diary and twisted it a little because I thought it sounded cool. Well please review because if you don't I don't update for quite awhile and it hurts my feelings ;.;