Hermione's Diary

I love the smell of a new diary…

1st September

3:46pm

On the train. The only sounds I can hear are Ron and Harry's disgusting eating noises. Sounds like a mixture of a slobbering and snorting. Absolutely repulsive.

3:55pm

"Hermione wanta chocshlate fwrog?"

"No,"

Ew.

4:50pm

Malfoy just entered our cabin trying to flaunt his head boy badge in front of Harry and Ron (who didn't actually give a pig's arse about it). It was going quite well for the blond hair twat until he saw the Head Girl Badge pinned to my robes. I actually thought he might try and murder me so another girl was chosen, it really looked like he was debating whether to do it or not. I wondered if Ron would protect me. He'd most likely run away.

The door slammed after at least three mud blood insults.

5:00pm

I had to patrol the corridors with him. I walked in on two third years snogging each other's faces off. My god, they were only thirteen.

5:45pm

Train arrived at Hogwarts. Met Ginny, Luna and Neville at the carriages. Harry and Ginny shared many glances. ('I went to the toilet in the middle of the night' PFFFT). I now know true reason for Ginny's empty sleeping bag at the burrow. I don't know what she's playing at. Harry needs to focus on killing Voldemort.

6:00pm

Waiting for the sorting hat. Nothing's changed. Got hit in the face by gravy, courtesy of Colin Creevey and his spoon. He tried to wipe by face with a napkin and poked me in the eye.

Was very annoyed at Ron's snorting.

"That was so funny," he guffawed stupidly.

Oh, dear god. I sent him my best glare, he actually had the decency to look slightly ashamed and patted me on the back. Hopefully he won't try anything more than back-pats this year. I think he's still getting over last year's Christmas when he asked me out and I said no. He kept trying to change my mind by hugging and touching me at every possible moment after.

I shifted up the bench.

7:00pm

Many new Gryffindors like always.

7:05pm

Dumbledore looked pleasantly happy. Perhaps it was because Madam Promfey cast a flying charm on him as he fell off Hogwart's roof. Must be awkward for him and Snape. Can't imagine what shite Snape got from Voldemort after. I wonder if Dumbledore is going to let himself be killed again. He'll probably lock Madam Promfey in the hospital wing first.

Professor Snape looked as disgusted as always by the many students in front of him.

I have no idea why that man is a teacher.

10:00pm

I'm slightly tipsy. Ron hoodwinked some of Fred and George's fire whisky into the castle and poured it into our drinks. It was very funny at the time, now it's annoying, I can't sleep.

Suppose I should try, I've got an eventful year ahead of me. I'm sorting out my revision timetable tomorrow.

10:01pm

Oh my god, I forgot Crookshanks!