Chapter two…
Earlier…
No matter what I do, not matter what I say, she will never be mine…
Hermione raised her eyebrows, shocked at how good this diary was getting, who was this secretive boy? Questions zoomed through her head as she noticed something stuck in-between two pages. She carefully pulled them apart, making sure not to tear the pages, she couldn't help but feel a little attached to it, even though none of this stuff she has read about happened to her, but she wanted to feel apart of it in some way.
She looked at the picture, it was of one single, white rose with sparkles of dew on it glimmering. She looked down at the diary, as if wanting some sort of explanation. But no matter how long she starred at it, it wasn't going to start talking or anything. After thinking for a few minutes she kept reading…
I wish I could say the perfect words to her, but only insults slip out of my mouth. It pains me so much to even think of her crying because of me, I can barley breathe sometimes. But the one thing that I'm most afraid of, is that I'll fall in love…
Hermione heard footsteps, and she scrambled up to put it away. Before she was caught. She ran down the hallway, she looked behind her and saw something spray on the floor, it looked like…tea? she wasn't sure maybe it was filtch… or maybe it was the owner of the diary she had been reading, but of course that could be years and years old, she decided to put it to the back of her mind. Focusing all of her effort into her runaway attept, she franticly whispered the password and ran into the common room. She bent over, her hands on her knees as she panted.
A little before…
Draco was on a midnight walk, just casually going about the castle, doing whatever the hell he felt like because, obviously he could do almost whatever he wanted. He wondered about, stopping at the kitchens, he saw his old house elf, Dobby, who paused when he was spotted.
"Hello, what can Dobby do for you? Do you need a midnight snack? Perhaps a cup of hot coco or tea? or cookies or some fresh bread," Dobby rambled like this for a few minutes before Draco stopped him.
"No Dobby, I don't want anything just a small cup of tea would be great." Draco said calmy, as Dobby hurried to get him tea, Draco sat down, thinking.
Draco sipped his tea, deciding to go, he thanked the house elves, and wandered the halls once more, deciding he could stop at his favorite sitting place since there was time. He walked the same path he had found a year ago, stepping on almost the same footsteps. He gasped, hearing paper and someone in the hallway, no…it couldn't be. He spit out his tea, he was so shocked someone had actually seen the same hallway he had.
A year ago, when he found the hallway he tried to show his friends, but they didn't see it, Draco thought it was his little place. He dashed around the corner, but all he saw was an empty hallway… and a small piece of brown curly hair disappearing around the corner…..
Authors note: thanks so much to my first reviewer! I'm so happy that I only had it up for an hour or two and I already got a response lol I hope you guys like it, I left it on a cliffhanger again but don't worry I'll finish it up it'll be around 6 or 7 chapters!