Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or anything that remotely has to do with it! I do however own the idea…as dumb as it is…I do take credit for it…lol.

A/N: Well, I know I said I wouldn't upload any more stories before finishing the ones out there but because I'm trying to make the chapters longer I thought I'd post this while you wait! There will be more chapters to this but I've almost finished writing it so it won't take long to post this when I'm busy writing other chapters to other fics…make sense? Hope so! Enjoy!

WARNING: Could be confusing…when are my fics not…lol…just be patient please! Thanks!

Now on to the fic!…

Dear Journal,

Smart as ever, I never understood what anyone saw in her honestly…

Dear Journal,

Sometimes I cry myself to sleep but I'm lucky someone understands me. I wonder almost if they're my friend's or not but who can compare to the Golden Trio?

Dear Diary,

Another day gone by and still I can't figure out why he hates me so. Must be a family thing.

Dear Journal,

She's always around them! Can't escape them…or maybe she doesn't want to. I know what you're thinking…jealousy? Never…

Dear Journal,

I try to be brave…nothing compares to them though…their adventures…their loyalty…they're popular…

Dear Diary,

He seems almost angry with me now, I know, when isn't he angry? It just seems different lately…like he wants to tell me something…I'm probably imagining things…what would he want to say to me?

Dear Journal,

I can't take it anymore, I give up…there's no place in the world for people like her and yet I can't get her out of my head…when did I become so weak? Father would die ten times over if he weren't already dead…

Dear Journal,

I love her…I can't help falling in love with her. If it weren't for her…

Dear Diary,

I don't know what I'd do without them. I love them both and yet they drive me completely insane most times. How can anyone live like this…

Dear Journal,

What does she want me to do? I can't change who I am and frankly I'm not willing to…what am I saying…she doesn't love me…love…

Dear Journal,

…is crazy talk! Why here? Why…

Dear Diary,

…him? I must be going insane and yet…

Dear Journal,

I can't help it…I must…

Dear Journal,

Follow my heart and I shall be happy…it's what I was always told…I love you….

Dear Diary,

I love him…I love…

Dear Journal,

This is mad…loving…

Her smarts…

Dear Diary,

His smile…

Dear Journal,

Her long shapely legs…what can I say?

"YOU!" Both boys looked up at the girl's staircase from their spot on the couch in the common room in front of the fireplace.

Hermione stood clenching her fists glaring at them as they looked at her in shock.

"Hermione?" Ron asked frightfully.

Hermione marched down the staircase stomping on every step before she started speaking.

"You STOLE it didn't you?" She barked with her hands on her hips.

"We don't know what you're talking about." Harry said holding up his hands in defense.

After Hearing this Hermione frowned and began biting her nails looking around worriedly.

"Oh no." She mumbled before looking around the room and under every piece of furniture she could get her hands on.

After looking under everything Hermione sat on the couch out of breath.

"Oh no, this can't be happening! Oh no oh no oh no!" Hermione yelled while pulling on her hair.

Ron and Harry gave her a curious look.

"What's wrong?" Ron asked without thinking.

"It's gone! The book…it's…it's gone!" Hermione said standing up in a panicked fashion and moving her arms about for emphasis.

"What book?" Harry asked calmly.

"Yea, what's it look like?" Ron asked.

Hermione looked thoughtful for a moment before answering.

"It's black with a red binding and it looks like old wrinkled paper inside." She said worriedly as she stumbled out through the portrait hole with Ron and Harry following after confusedly.

Neville woke up suddenly and yawned as he heard banging from downstairs. He got up slowly and looked out of the dormitory to see Ron and Harry sitting on a couch staring at Hermione horror struck as she moved furniture about hastily.

"The book…it's gone!" She cried for the millionth time.

"It's black with a red binding…" He heard Hermione explain before leaving the room.

Neville looked shocked as he ran to his trunk and flung it open. He searched frantically through his clothes and other items before pulling out a black book with a blood red binding.

Neville opened it and only found his own writing. He sighed thankful it wasn't Hermione's book. Neville looking at the clock and realized how late he was and quickly put the black book in his book bag and ran down to the common room and out to the Great Hall. Neville sat down at the table and instantly forgot about Hermione's frantic search that morning. When it was time for class he quickly ran down to Potions.

Malfoy watched Neville run down the corridor obviously not wanting to be late for class. He smirked as he watched Neville run.

"For a forgetful idiot you could certainly set your watch to him." Draco thought as he decided to have a little fun.

"Oy Longbottom late again?" Draco asked with a smirk.

"Leave me alone Malfoy. I will not be late today." Neville said cursing himself as he looked at his watch.

"Too late, your watch is wrong, you're already ten minutes late for class." Draco said as he strolled along the corridor.

"Why should I believe you?" Neville asked somewhat frightened.

Draco smirked and looked up at a large clock on the wall.

"That's why." He said as Neville turned and began to figure out the time.

"But it says…" Neville quickly turned back and realized Malfoy was gone.

He growled and cursed the blond Slytherin Prince under his breath as he was once again going to be late for class.

As Neville ran down the hallway his bag suddenly ripped.

"Why me!?" Neville asked getting angry.

He quickly began to pick up his books but stopped when he heard a tsk tsk sound. Neville looked up and found Malfoy sneering at him.

"Little trouble Longbottom? I think I ought to take house points away from you for being late and clumsy." Malfoy said with a smirk. Neville sighed with a frown.

"No comment there Lon…" Draco stopped mid-sentence as he saw a black book with a red binding in Neville's hand. Draco reached out for it but Neville quickly pulled it away and gave Draco an odd look.

Draco glared at him.

"Where'd you get that book Longbottom?" Draco asked getting angry.

Neville pulled it closer to him as he grabbed the rest of his things and stood up.

"None of your business Malfoy." Neville said before walking away. Draco began to panic.

"Do I still have it? I didn't check this morning…how would he get it?" Draco asked as he watched Neville leave.

Classes were finally over for the day as Neville went into his dormitory that afternoon. He set his books down and began to sort through all the papers for each class. As he looked through them he began to panic when he couldn't find the black book.

"Oh no…" He said while searching.

"Malfoy must have stolen it from me!" Neville said panic stricken as he quickly left the dormitory and began retracing his steps.

As he was looking he ran into Ginny.

"Sorry Neville." Ginny began to apologize but Neville just nodded and began his search again.

"Weird." Ginny said before heading up to her dormitory. She sat on her bed and opened her bag. She began to pull out her homework assignments but then pulled out the black book she had found in the hallway. She opened it and found it to be empty.

As she looked it over she became somewhat apprehensive. She thought back to her memories with Riddle's diary and shivered slightly at the thought.

"This one won't be any harm though…just test it." Ginny thought as she took out a quill and ink and began to write.

Hello? She wrote.

Nothing happened. Ginny sighed and nodded.

Glad you're not a talking diary, that would really freak me out. She continued to write. Well, today was a pretty good day, I watched Ron and Harry play Quidditch this afternoon. The team's doing really well. I wish I could play but Ron gets too paranoid that I'll hurt myself. He doesn't want his 'baby' sister in any type of danger after my first year. Maybe I can ask Harry to put in a good word…as if Harry would have anything to say about me other than "Ron's kid sister" that boy is just too good to be true…I really can't help it you know?

Just then Hermione called into the dormitory.

"Ginny you in here?" She asked as she walked into the room.

Ginny got off of her bed and ran to Hermione.

"Hey Hermione what's up?" Ginny asked.

"Ron wants to see you I guess. I'm his messanger now." Hermione laughed lightly.

"And, I was wondering if I could talk with you…" Hermione trailed off as the two girls left the dormitory.

When they left Lavendar and Parvati came up the stairs and into the girl's dormitory.

"Have you asked Seamus to go with you to Hogsmeade Lavendar?" Parvati asked with a giggle.

"No…I was actually…well…I was thinking of asking Ron instead you know? Someone new." Lavendar replied while sitting down on a bed.

"That is so cute but are you sure?" Parvati asked.

"I don't know he's just so cute and…what's that?" Lavendar asked pointing to the book on Ginny's bed.

"Oh it's a diary!" Parvati squealed as she picked it up and looked through the pages.

"Nothing's written though." She said disappointedly as she through the book to Lavendar.

"Cool book though…you think Ginny would notice it's missing?" Lavendar giggled.

Parvati shrugged.

"I doubt it. Too busy chasing after Dean, you see the way she looks at him?" Parvati continued to gossip. Lavendar nodded to her friend before placing the book in her trunk for later.

"Come on, I think Ron's done eating at the Great Hall…that's the only thing I can't stand is watching that boy eat." Lavendar said with a disgusted face. Parvati giggled and nodded.

Draco quickly ran into the boy's dormitory in the Slytherin common room and to his trunk. He lifted it open and quickly pulled everything inside of it out.

"Where is it…come on…it's got to be in here…Shit." He sighed as he threw all of his junk back into the trunk before closing it and sitting on top of it.

"Now, how do I get it from Longbottom?" Malfoy thought. His stomach began to growl after a few moments so he decided to forget his planning for the moment and eat.

The next day it was time for Care of Magical Creatures. All the Gryffindor's were not looking forward to this class because today they would have to share it with the Slytherin scum. Hermione was still in a bit of a mess, as she couldn't find her book anywhere. She calmed down enough for class but still was pretty high strung.

"Today class we will be going over Tiapseys. Now, can anyone tell me what a Tiapsey is?" Hagrid had to go to a meeting so the class had a substitute for the day.

A young man of about twenty-three stood before them looking around for a hand. Not knowing that Hermione Granger always knew everything he called on her.

"Yes, you." He said pointing to Hermione.

"A Tiapsey is a creature that resembles a Daisy but is much larger in size. Its purpose is to imitate potions or spells cast nearby but does not have the lasting effects." She explained.

"Absolutely correct, ten points for Gryffindor." The teacher said as the group of Gryffindor's grinned at their genius. Malfoy rolled his eyes.

Hermione saw him and glared at him as he glared back. However his attention drifted from the haughty Gryffindor to Lavendar who was standing behind her writing in…the black book! Hermione gave Draco a confused look at his surprised expression before turning to see Lavendar writing.

"How'd she get my book?" Hermione thought to herself shocked.

"I can't get it from her until class is over…but what if she's read it?" Hermione thought worriedly.

Draco was having similar thoughts.

"Why is Granger looking at my book? She better not take it and read it! What if she does?! Oh no I'd be ruined!" Draco began panicked. He began walking over to Lavendar. Hermione saw him going for her and cut him off. Draco saw this and ran to both of the girls. They both grabbed the black book at the same time and pulled. Lavendar stared at them both looking shocked.

"GIVE ME MY BOOK!" She cried out taking a corner as well.

"LET GO!" Draco called.

"NEVER!" Hermione screamed angrily.

By now everyone was staring at them and curious as to what was so special about the book. Whispers began as both groups came to one conclusion. A Diary. People began crowding and pulling to get to the book.

"Everyone please!" The teacher called. He couldn't take it anymore and ran up to the castle to find Dumbledore to try and stop all this madness.

"LET GO MALFOY!" Hermione screamed as she pulled as hard as she could.

"LADIES FIRST GRANGER!" Draco yelled pulling also. With everyone yelling and pulling the book flew into the air.

Draco and Hermione looked up at the book and then at each other before jumping for it. Their hands barely reached it and knocked it from one another's grasp before it flew over the crowd of students. Everyone turned as it landed near a stack of books sitting by Luna Lovegood. She quickly gathered her things after looking at her watch and rushed off to the castle. Hermione turned to glare at Malfoy as he did the same.

"What'd you go and do that for!?" Hermione yelled pointing at Luna who had just disappeared into the castle.

"ME?! You're the one trying to get MY book Granger!" Draco said equally as angry. Hermione stood on her toes to reach his height and glared at him only a few inches away from his face before poking him in the chest threateningly.

"YOUR BOOK!? I think not! That's MINE you creep!" Hermione screamed. Draco took her hand away from his chest and then retaliated.

"WHY WOULD I WANT ANY BOOK OF YOURS GRANGER!?" Draco said getting increasingly louder.

"WELL IT'S NOT YOURS!" Hermione yelled also while taking her hand out of his grasp and poking him again.

"Will you stop that?!" Draco said again taking her hand.

"NO!" Hermione said poking him again.

"You're so childish Granger!" Draco yelled still holding her hand.

"Well…you're…urg you make me so mad!" She screamed before turning away from him.

"The feeling's mutual!" He yelled after her before storming off in the opposite direction.

Neville sat on the ground looking as though he might cry.

Well, I dedicate this crazy story to Carol for telling me to update and keeping me on track! Thanks for all the support!! Don't worry I'll update my other fics next!! Thanks for being patient everyone! Ttyl!

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