******earlier that day in the head dorm- no one's pov******
"Theo, are you in here?" Blaise called walking through the portrait with Draco following closely behind him.
"Yeah in my room I'll be out in a sec!"
A minute later Theo walked down wearing a pair of trackies and drying his hair from his shower.
"What's up?"
"We want to read Hermione's diary, well more so Draco than me, but yeah. Can you show us where it's hidden?"
"No, I refuse, did you not see what happened last time I read her diary." Theo replied shaking his head profusely.
"C'mon Draco wants to find out about some old red head that she probably always writes about" Blaise replied.
"Weasley? Why him?"
"No you dim wit, Weaslette, anyway we need the diary, we will put it back and she'll never know."
"Ugh fine, but I'm not going to be the one taking the punishment next time, okay?"
"Yep"
"Sure"
"Okay, I'll be right back"
Theo ran up to Hermione's room went into her draw and tried to pick up the diary.
Blaise's POV
"Hey Blaise, did you see that" Draco was pointing to the red hair that was sticking around the corner.
"No, but after this let's go to the hospital wing to see Mione' I can't believe she blacked out last night. She shouldn't study so much."
I looked at Draco and winked as the red hair moved and a small sound from the door opened and closed.
"So what's the plan, I was thinking that we should…"
"Ahhhhhhhh…." Theo yelled from the bedroom.
We ran as fast as we could and reached the stairs to see Theo covered in large red and purplish welts.
"What happened?" I asked
"That bloody diary has been warded, with hexes. I KNEW that this wasn't a good idea."
"But look the diary is open, can we still read it though?" Draco pointed out.
"Nope you can go through the hexes to read it, if you want it that badly!" and with that Theodore closed the diary and threw it at Draco.
"Whatever, it has probably already worn off" said Draco carelessly opening the diary.
The second in which it was open both Draco and I got hit by the hex, stinging sensations engulfed every part of my body, as if I were on fire. The hex soon wore of leaving welts all over my body. I looked towards Draco and then the book that ay open on the floor.
"It is too late to back out now man." he said
After reading and skipping parts of the diary, the silence in the room finally broke.
"Ha, I always knew Potter could never handle the fiery red, he's not man enough for her." Draco said with a smug look on his face.
"Yes but I'm sure he doesn't write poetry, how does it go?
Brown eyes so warm yet so cold,
I can't seem to let them go.
A person so solemn yet so strong,
I've had these feelings for you for so long.
Hair so soft in a sweet shade of red,
from our first encounter I've been led.
Your voice so hard yet so firm,
every time you speak it makes me burn.
All I want is your sweet embrace,
and to stand with you face to face.
I seem to know you all so well,
but yet I can never really tell.
Was that all about Ginny? Because I'm pretty sure that you wrote this back in fifth year"
"How do you even remember all of that?" he looked at me cheeks ablaze that would even give the Weasley's hair a run for there money.
"Drake, mate, c'mon think if you found someone's poetry book wouldn't you take the time to memorize one for blackmail or simple humiliation in the future, yes you would, and I have plenty more where that came from!" he simply swallowed his throat in reply looking slightly nervous at me.
"Erm, let's just get this over with and plan what we're going to do!"
"I say that you just have your wicked way with the girl in a broom closet and be done with it" said Theo sitting on Hermione's bed.
"Or we could…. Hmm what about we walk in and have Theo read some of the diary out, then we get to Hermione's feelings for Blaise and she gets angry. Blaise will then walk up say something cliché and kiss granger then little red will go 'nawwww' next Theo will cough and then read something else or just simply make it up while Blaise distracts Hermione, making Weaslette upset she runs out I follow her and THEN have my way with her in a broom closet.
All in favour"
"Yep"
"I'm in"
"Ahem, want to explain what's going on here?" Sirius had entered the hospital wing.
Blaise's POV
"I was just saying hi to Mione, she gave us quite the scare!"
"Yes, I can see you're all….very close." He finished glaring at me.
"Anyway she probably needs her rest so I suggest you all should leave now!"
"Oh, we actually need to see madam Pomfrey."
"Stinging hex I see, I wonder who gave you that, because they will obviously need points deducted from there house."
"Oh that won't be necessary; we were just mucking around and duelling." Blaise lied smoothly.
"And that is why you're all covered in the same hex; I would have thought that you would have…. Experimented more with your spells." He replied looking suspicious of what they were up to.
"No we thought it would be best to….." Draco started
"Whose diary is that?" Sirius interrupted
"Mine" said Hermione drawing attention to the petite girl lying in the bed.
"Oh, I'll take that thankyou Mr Nott….why is it open?" Sirius paused hand mid-air looking speculatively at the book in Theo's hands.
"It wasn't I just dropped it on my way here, and it somehow opened, I would have thought Hermione would have warded it a little better to keep away unwanted visitors." He closed the book and handed it over to Sirius.
Hermione's POV
Oh this is going to be interesting, I thought smugly to myself as the boys all expected dad to get hit by the jinx. Having forethought this interesting predicament I had decided I would use a charm that I had learned from the one and only, Marauders.
Blaise's POV
Oh shit, were done for if he opens that diary.
Sirius carefully opened the diary and started flipping through the empty pages, nothing!
"Finite incantatum" (AN/ sorry if it's spelt wrong) Sirius said his eyes remaining on the pages of the diary as his eyes ever so slightly widened.
"What's wrong professor?" Theodore questioned
"Miss Hermione Isabella Black, wishes to inform her father to keep his abnormally large ego out of her personal belongings and such to never again attempt such trespassing, you have been warned. On reopening the diary you WILL be hexed.
Yours always
-Daughter"
Sirius' mouth hung open as he stared at his daughter in shock.
"You really shouldn't leave notes from the 'map' just lying around dad, although it did give me a chance to learn from the best." Hermione said sweetly looking at her father.
AN/ so what did you think? Also the poem is not mine, I really just wanted this chapter down and couldn't without the poem, I got it off this website although I did edit it a bit, it didn't have a title so, sorry about that. This chapter is probably one of my longest so far, hope you liked it
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Sarah xx