Yo. For those of you who used to read this story, I did some revisions before posting the sequel. Most important change: DIARY FORMAT IS DEAD! This is Hermione's POV, but not her diary. That just lost.

Disclaimer: This isn't mine. Deal with it.

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The Grinch Who Stole My Heart, Chapter 1: Where Hermione Explains it All.

Christmas is coming soon. I used to love Christmas. Singing, dancing, eating, being with my friends. But the holiday is ruined now.

For one, my parents were murdered last summer, right in front of my eyes. For another, the whole world, with the exception of a few people, thinks I'm a death eater.

There are only a handful of people who believe me. Ginny is my best friend. She trusts me completely, and has disowned herself from most of her family just because they don't believe me.

Fred has also become rather close to me. We're nothing but friends, but he means a lot to me. He doesn't speak to George anymore. I feel very badly about it, because it's my fault.

Harry has also remained faithful to our friendship. He says he would never leave me alone, and refuses to accept the accusations against me.

No one else, except, of course, the ACTUAL death eaters believe me.

But I am still alone. Ginny has other friends at school, and hangs out with only them at school. Fred is no longer at school. Harry is always away on some mission. So I'm left alone, trying to avoid the taunts and jeers of my fellow classmates.

Before the death eater accusation was made I was called as head girl, so that's one good thing in my life. Draco Malfoy was made head boy, however, so that takes away my position's glory.

But anyway, like I said, Christmas is nearly here. What is it with Christmas and love? I'm practically alone, and I still celebrate the holiday. Today the oddest thing happened. Draco Malfoy, the ferret boy himself, was staring at me. I wonder why. I mean, what's he playing at? What happened to me being a mudblood?

Maybe it's because I stand out so much. You see, I stopped wearing my school robes. Surprisingly, Snape is the only one who doesn't glare at me because of it. How weird is that.

I'm tired, I think I'll go to bed…

Okay, screw tired. I can't fall asleep, so I think I'll go downstairs for a while. I guess I should have put on something besides my sports bra and pajama shorts first… But what are the chances that Malfoy would be down there?

Very good, apparently. Whoa. Draco Malfoy has boxers with little hearts on them, and a VERY hot 6 pack… But Draco Malfoy also has scars deforming every inch of his pale chest, and the dark mark tattooed onto his arm.

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So, how was it? I'm betting it was kinda confuzzling… so, if you have any questions, ask me! I'd be happy to answer (most of) them! PLEASE REVIEW! Oh ya, and no flames PLEASE, because this is my first Hermione/ Draco fic… constructive criticism is gladly accepted. I promise it'll get more interesting! This is just the first chapter! REVIEW!