AN: Yay! New fic!...sorta. Well um yeah okay I'll just start with this: Er, the fic you're about to read is the precuel to "Zacharias Smith Goes Romeo!" there was a serenade mentioned in that fic and yeah it's here, not like here here but in next chapters ,it's there I can assure you haha. This is a total of about 5000 words and every chapter is like a Diary Entry or MySpace entry or whatever, told from Zacharias' POV . How do I know this? Well that's because this is a translation! yeah! "Una Serenata en Hogsmeade" is the spanish version of this and that's like a oneshot but this one will be a multi chapter story just because it's late and I only have this little baby. Chapters will be easy to read, there's one that's like 3 sentences but that's because we change day but yeah , and why do I translate everything? Because it sets the mood for new fics, and I have a huge writer's block right now and I love reviews, so, ermm...read it :) Comment please and (I'm rambling BTW) yeah Enjoy! That's not you know like an order, more like a umm suggestion um...hope? Good Lord I don't work well at these hours, I own nothing and so, yeah...

Zacharias Smith has never been the type of guy to start a show, at least not that kind of show. He preferred to be superior, better an unreachable.

To be thrown a bucket of water didn't make him feel superior, definitely not better since it was a chilly night and well, let's say the bucket really did reach him.

Not to mention the fact that he had no clue of what was happening to him, something unusual and totally crazy. For some reason he couldn't seem to get her out of his mind, her being so familiar but so different.

Hannah Abbott was her name and she was not new in Hogwarts, she was a perfect Hufflepuff like nobody thought Zacharias could be.

'Idiots,' he liked to think 'Do you think I proud myself with being in the leftovers' house?'

But he always kept his composure, no lowering...until that night. You may ask yourselves, what went over his head to make him think Abbott would appreciate it? And...what was with that striking need to know she appreciated it? Well, luckily Zacharias has decided to retell every single fact about the fateful events happening the night of November the first in Hogsmeade, naturally we shall start from the beginning...

DATE: September 15th

PLACE:Dungeon

CLASS: Potions

TEACHER: Severus Snape

MOOD: Smithelly (the way only Zacharias Smith can feel)

You know what? When I have the pleasure of seeing Snape teaching with such a passion he really makes me think...ever heard of hair conditioner? Maybe a bit of Head & Shoulders? Not even shampoo?

Seriously all he does is talk and talk and ...oh yeah talk about ingredients, steps and cauldrons like they're the- oh, now this is good, Finnigan just threw something on Susan Bones' cauldron haha and she's turned purple. I can't help it, I have to laugh at this. Yeah, yeah, call me cruel and mean but her face is too much for a simple mortal like me. Hey, she's the one that said she loved me and I wouldn't even look at her. Well, now I definitely am looking at her now. What's to complain about?

Now she's running around begging for help, she looks like a turkey spreading her arms like that. Oh come on girl, it's just a little bit of colouring, why the cold eyes? is that the new way of saying "I love you"?

How sad, she's swapped me for Megan, I knew there had to be some lesbianism between those two, and the lovely couple keeps running...oh wait there's another one, what was her name again? Err...Abbott something? Oh yeah, Hannah Abbott. She's staring at me as well, with such big hazel eyes they almost make me feel small, what's wrong with these people?

She keeps staring and I can't help to do the same, well, as much as possible since my perimeter is invaded by Susan's tantrum. Between Susan's long arms and Megan's distressed face I notice something I had never seen before...

You see the only memories I have of this Hannah individual, despite being in the same house, are very few: readings at class, few birthday parties secretly celebrated at some dungeon or common room, lets just say we haven't said much to each other. I always thought she was just another of the silly followers of Susan Bones, give me some credit here, we can't deny that the girl looks a bit...slow, however when she looked at me like that I felt something shaking inside of me...maybe I should eat something.

Back to the point, she's always been quite...peculiar. You know, the role model: nice, intelligent, quiet and with more extracurricular activities than classes in her schedule. Despite all that I must confess I never thought she had anything special, a typical Hufflepuff. With that background, you must understand how seeing that particular glow on her became something totally new and unknown for me. I don't know what happened, I don't know when Hogwarts turned upside down, the planets lined up or maybe they finally found the Loch Ness Monster, perhaps it's time for the Apocalypse ...what do I know?! All I know is that never, ever, in this very same time or space would I have imagined that I, Zacharias Smith, would hold my gaze for more than two minutes with...Hannah Abbott!

I hate not knowing! I've always been fully aware of any thought or emotion surrounding me, that's how self-conscious I am and this feeling of doubt is not pleasant at all.

And...why do I keep thinking about her?

Everybody's out now, even her and I am still not over this. I had never analysed a girl for so long, usually because by 3 seconds of talking to her I already knew that like the rest of the world, the woman wasn't very...bright. Abbott had me for half a class without even being here.

That's really strange

I know what I should do, I'll just go get a chocolate milkshake at the Dining Room, that always helps me ease my mood and rearrange my thoughts. I'll forget about all the insignificant stuff...I'll forget about Hannah Abbott.

ANA: (Author's note again) ...Care to review please? Yeah I'll love you forever in every way possible.

I...need...to...sleep...

Oh, have a good day! :) ...or night, like me, or whatever you want.