Dear Diary

AN: This is my first Harry Potter fic ever, I've only written fics for Kingdom Hearts before and this is my first time putting a fic online so try not to be too mean. This fic is mostly gonna be all Hermione's pov-ish. I don't know if someone else has used this idea before, I haven't read too many Hermione/Tom fics yet, so if it's been done sorry I'm not trying to copy anybody.

This will evenutally be a Hermione/Tom fic, I'm thinking about other pairings for later if you have any ideas let me know. Though since it's only year 2 they won't happen for a while yet.

Alot of this is chapter's sentences are taken from the CoS movie, the next chapter won't have as much of that. Also I know my grammer isn't so great, sorry about that.

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Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, If I did Draco would play a bigger role.

Chapter 1

It wasn't Hermione's first time at Flourish and Blotts, she'd been once previously the year before but this time she came for more than just her school books. Gilderoy Lockhart the great adventurer who was more handsome in person was selling his autobiography and even though it wasn't the type of book that she'd normally buy she wanted to read it.

So when Harry received the book for free, Hermione's first thought besides being happy for her friend being so close to such a great man was that she'd have to borrow it, along with the others he gave to Harry of course.

Looking around and noticing that the others had already headed out while she was admiring the adventurer, Hermione made her way through the crowd. As she approached Harry and the Weasley kids she heard Harry say, "Voldemort killed my parents."

She came to a stop at Ginny's side as Harry moved away from the man, "He was nothing more than a murderer."

The bushy-haired girl wanted to tell him off for speaking like he was to her best friend but she didn't out of respect for her elders, "Hm, you must be very brave to mention his name." He paused for a very short second to smirk before continuing, "Or very foolish."

Seeing his smirk that was so like his sons' own was enough to have her forget all about the respect that her parents taught her in favor of telling him off, "Fear of a name only increases fear of the thing itself."

At that he turns his attention from Harry to her, "And you must be Miss Granger." He glances to his son who was standing behind the girl to comfirm this, before looking back and saying, "Yes, Draco has told me all about you."

She never thought the Malfoy heir would have given her a spare thought but obviously he had if his farther's words were anything to go by, and she was sure it was nothing good. Keeping her gaze on the eldest Malfoy and not looking back at the blonde boy behind her as if not feeling his heated stare. "And your parents." Breaking eye contact she looked towards her parents, briefly worried about them, the Malfoys hated muggles, would he do something to them? Say something? No, they're too many people around for that. Turning back with her fiercest look, as fierce as a twelve year old could give anyway.

"Muggles," he looks off to where she had looked before turning back to her, "aren't they?"

"Let me see. Red hair, vacant expressions..." He reaches out and takes Ginny's book "...tatty, secondhand book. You must be the Weasleys."

With all their attention focused on him no one saw Draco moving slightly to the side and slipping a book into Hermione's half open bag before slowly going back to his previous spot.

Mr. Weasley then came up between Hermione and Ginny then, "Children, it's mad in here. Let's go outside."

"Well, well, well. Weasley senior."

"Lucius." Both barely containing a sneer at the other's presence.

"Busy time at the Ministry, Arthur, all those extra raids?"

None of the kids knew what to do or say, so they just continued to watch or rather glare at the head of the Malfoy family.

"I do hope they're paying you overtime... ...but judging by the state of this," drawing their attention back to Ginny's book before taunting the elder Weasley again, "I'd say not."

"What's the use in being a disgrace to the name of wizard... ...if they don't even pay you well for it?"

"We have a very different idea about what disgraces the name of wizard, Malfoy."

"Clearly."

Glancing back in the direction of Hermione's parents, he shakes his head at the disgrace of it all. "Associating with Muggles." Stepping forward he dropped the old book back into Ginny's cauldron. "And I thought your family could sink no lower." Even though he wasn't her father she could see from his expressions that he was having a hard time keeping his emotions in check, glancing at the others she could tell that they knew this too.

Never had she wanted to hit someone so badly before. "I'll see you at work." With that he turns and walks away, the younger Malfoy then walks up to Harry and does his best impersonation of his father, "See you at school."

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Outside the book store the youngest Malfoy asks, "Father, what was that book you had me put in the mudblood's bag?" Not stopping or slowing down his stride he answers, "Nothing you need concern yourself with."

He opens his mouth to protest, but stops short when he receives a stern look. Knowing when to keep his mouth shut Draco drops it, but he can't help but wonder... what's so important about that book? It couldn't be cursed afterall he himself had held it... determined to find out he decides to keep an eye on Granger this year.

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Inside of the Hogwart Express Hermione sat down, after having looked all over for Ron and Harry and not finding them she was worried. Where were they? What if they missed the train? "There's nothing I can do..." It was quiet, too quiet... she could go find Ginny.

Shaking her head, no she's busy making her new friends besides they don't really know each other anyways.

Looking out the window with a sigh, she realized that she was feeling lonely. If this is what it's like without them on the train then what would it be like at Hogwarts? She'd be all alone in that big castle, tearing up at the thought before realizing what she was doing, no she wouldn't cry!

Furiously wiping her face, the bushy-haired girl grabs her bag to pull out a mirror to check her eyes but notices something that's not supposed to be in there, it's a small black book.

"That's strange..."

Opening the book she finds it blank, quickly flipping through it she finds all of it to be just as blank as the first page. Knowing that she didn't buy this, afterall why would she need an empty book. She already had books for taking notes, where had this book come from?

After coming to the conclusion that you could never have enough note taking books she pulled out her quill to write her name inside the front page.

Once she finished writing, Hermione Granger at the top of the page something shocking happened. Her name disappeared like the book had absorbed it, before the pre-teen could pull together her thoughts on this something even more amazing happened, the book wrote back...

Hello, Hermione Granger.

My name is Tom Riddle.

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