Hmm what to write about. Well, one would think that when another was writing their memoirs that the word would just come spilling out. Nope not true. Who ever said that is a lying sack of... well you get the idea.

I guess I should tell you about me first. My name is Hermione Granger and I am18 years old. And that is the basics. Do you need to know more? Yes? Ok then. I am a witch working at the Ministry of Magic here in England. But frankly that stuff is insignificant compared to the other stuff that I am going to tell you about.

I guess that it all started at graduation. I remember it like it was yesterday.

Flashback

"Granger." Said a voice behind me.

I turned slowly, away from my fellow classmates whom I was conversing with, already knowing who was talking to me. "What did I do to make you come over here and talk to me?" I asked, a bored expression over my features.

"I need to speak to you, alone." He said. His face was unreadable, but his eyes were not.

"Why?" I crossed my arms over my chest waiting for an explanation.

"I am expecting that you got my letter?" He cocked an eyebrow.

"Yeah, I got it. Why me?"

"Well, if you'll talk to me then I can explain."

I watched him for a moment for any sign of evil behind his intentions. There was none. I sighed. "Lead the way."

And he did. He led us over to a secluded spot near the lake. Draco sat and ushered for me to do so as well.

"Explain." I demanded before I sat down.

"Sit." He countered. His piercing silver eyes cut through me like a knife.

I sat, but only because I wanted to hear why he needed me for such a REDICULOUS idea that he had.

"Want the truth?" He asked, looking out at the Giant Squid.

"Yeah, and all of it." I brought my knees up to my chest and wrapped my arms around them.

"I need you for three weeks and only three weeks. For some reason my mother has it in her head that I am dating you. She wants you to come to the house for three weeks before you start looking for a respectful career." He explained.

"And why would she think that we were dating?" I asked, puzzled.

Well the next think that Malfoy did surprised me. He blushed, it was not like one of those little tints of red, it was a full on blush. "I might have let it slip that we were."

"YOU DID WHAT?!?!?!?!" I jumped to my feet and yelled.

He slowly got to his feet. "I told her we were dating. She didn't want me to date a pureblood because she is not a dick head like my father. And your name was the first that popped into my head."

"Your fucked up in the head." I said then walked away from him.

"Well," he said thinking aloud. "That went well." And slowly he followed to join the rest of the festivities.

End of Flashback

I am not exactly sure how long this is going to be but it will be longer than Confessions. I hope that you like the first chapter. The second one will be up within the next couple of days. I want to make you guys sweat a little. Remember reviews are greatly appreciated.

Kristen!