A/N: Hello there! This is the 14th chapter in this entire thing. You can skip this chapter if you want to, but I suggest you don't because if gives you a little bit of background on this story itself and how it came to be. Plus, it's entirely Draco's POV. Cheers!
[Draco]
"My Lord, I am willing to join your cause."
"Good!" Ginny grinned, clapping her hands like a walrus. "You sound bloody convincing! There is no way they're not going to buy it! But please, stop with the sarcasm, 'cause if I were the Dark Lord I'd - "
"Can I go get ready now?" I asked, bored with her incessant talk.
"You have two hours," she sighed, muttering something that sounded like 'that git can't accept some bloody advice' before closing the door.
I locked the door and went upstairs to clear out my things. My room was quite messy, but now that I have my wand back, I just cast an Undetectable Expanding Charm on my suitcase and levitated all my things in my suitcase. That was quick.
I then moved on to Hermione's room. I decided to get one of my backpacks and pack some of her stuff in there so that when I see her, she can change her clothes and other things if she needed it.
I was busy cleaning out her drawer when I saw a small leather journal inside, there was a picture of Hermione, Ginny and Luna on the front. They looked happy, and smiling at the camera. They also looked really young. They were also dressed in flowery dresses, and I could see St. Rowena's (Or at least, what I thought it was) behind them in her full glory. I know that Hermione and Ginny have been friends since kindergarten, but it was only at St. Rowena's Luna had become one of them.
Irresistably, I opened the leather cover of the book. I thought that Hermione, with her sort of mind, would've gotten a diary with a lock, but well, I was wrong...
July 16th
Dear diary,
I got you as a present from Mum and Dad because I did so well in my GCSEs. All A*s, in fact. From all 12 subjects. Ginny's going to take hers next year and I do hope she gets great results too! Crossing my fingers! I'm so happy now, but I'm going to have a lot of subjects to choose from from A-Levels. Please help me!
So anyway, I'm going to Ginny's in a couple of days, and Harry will be there too! Oh, will this be a wonderful summer! Luna and Neville are already there so we don't have to wait for anyone else.
Oh, let me introduce myself! I'm Hermione Jean Granger, and I was born on 19th September, 1979. I go to St. Rowena's, a boarding school in the middle of the English countryside. I'm in the Sixth Form after the summer, and I'm ridiculously nervous for it! My favourite colour is blue, but I also like green and red. My best friend is Ginny Weasley, though she's still only a fifth year after the summer. Ginny's incredibly clever and dead sneaky. She's also sensible, caring, funny and gorgeous. I also have a wonderful friend called Luna Lovegood, and she's in the same year as Ginny, but much less sensible. I don't usually mind now that I've gotten used to it. She's Luna.
I love reading. My favourite book is Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte. I like to read Shakespeare, Austen, Woolf, and most importantly, Jules Verne. I detest Dickens, because his books are terrible rubbish, but everyone says he's bloody fantastic. Though I have to admit Oliver Twist wasn't too bad.
I live in a house with my mother and father, who are both dentists, and I'm an only child. I have a cat called Crookshanks, who's ginger, and without training, caught a spider by itself. My parents live in a small house outside of London. It's very cosy, with a warm fireplace and a pretty little garden outside.
I have to get ready for Ginny's now! Gotta go!
- Hermione
I smiled as I finished reading the diary entry. I could imagine Hermione saying all of this, and I started laughing. It sounded so much like her. I then flicked through a couple of pages until I could find one that filled my interests.
August 1st
Dear diary,
As you have already know, I've been at the Weasley's for a week now. It's been fun, being with all my best friends again. There's been a lot of mischief going on, mostly Fred and George's fault. They once put confetti in all the food for dinner and Mrs. Weasley went ballistics.
I'm exhausted now, after having an excruciatingly long water fight. It was been me, Ron and Luna, against Harry, Ginny and Neville. It was lots and lots of fun!
First, we started with water guns, a ton of water balloons, and dry grass. In the end, we ended up with broken water guns, a ton of water balloons, and grass that didn't feel like grass, but as if someone decided to put some dirt and soft rocks in the sea. We divided ourselves into pairs: me versus Ginny, Ron versus Harry and Luna versus Neville.
It was fun, really. I got the water gun, while all Ginny had was a bunch of water balloons. Oddly enough, I was too busy shooting water at Ginny I forgot to refill my water gun, so I ended up being pelted by water balloons, courtesy of Ginny Weasley. I don't mind. She deserved her win. Though after that, Ginny, Ron and Luna had a big water fight and Ron won since Ginny wasn't strong enough to beat him while Luna was too busy chasing off Crumple-Horned Snorkacks. (She says they came here from Sweden, and they must have gotten lost on the North Sea.)
Now, everyone's (more like Luna, Ron, Harry and Neville) yelling for the shower. I expected it, since it was Ginny's turn and it takes her half an hour just to do her hair. Luckily, I showered first, and I didn't take too long. It'll only be a couple of minutes before my hair is dry enough to comb. But it's not like that's a blessing. I've been drying it for about an hour now since my hair is ridiculously thick. I tried using a hairdryer before but all my hair started falling out so I never used one again.
Oh, Ginny's just come out from the shower, looking absolutely messy and she's probably going to start moaning about how some people are so unfair again!
- Hermione
I rolled my eyes. Things were so chaotic in the Weasley house, I can tell. I then flipped to the back of the diary and I began to read the most recent entry.
October 14th
Dear diary,
I'm incredibly flustered, mad, but excited. I swear that this isn't even logically possible.
I've just arrived in Edinburgh, the beautiful capital of Scotland. Though I have to say that the fact that a golf course next to an airport is just bloody ridiculous. Other than that, the buildings can be all 16th century and dolled up in Baroque flair on one end of the street and the other has tall skyscrapers reaching for the skies. It is an odd contrast, but I think that is what makes Edinburgh so beautiful.
The flight was hectic. Ginny couldn't stop babbling about Scottish boys, Scottish dancing and Scottish football (in general, she just couldn't stop talking about Scotland) and Luna was just talking to the Nargles until about halfway through. I, on the other hand, was busy reading and listening to Ginny's yapping. Not fun.
Once we got to the hotel, the three of us met up with Harry and Ron. I missed them, even though it was only a month since I last saw them. Neville was busy, Harry had said, but nobody knew what it was about, except for maybe... well, Neville. Both Harry and Ron are fine, but Ron was moaning about how Draco Malfoy, was going to be Head Boy next year, when it could've been Harry instead. (In St. Rowena and St. Godric's instead of being informed who the Head Girl is during the summer before the Seventh Year, we tell them in the Sixth Year, so the future Heads can get to know each other through the many balls our schools have together and work better together as Heads the next year. Though we don't go to the same school, our schools are very close and we usually check with the other school to see if a decision is okay.)
When Dumbledore announced that we were staying with someone from the other school, I really hoped I was staying with Ron. Ginny can have Harry all to herself, and Luna would be fine with Neville. They're both airheads anyway. But obviously, knowing Dumbledore, I obviously wasn't going to stay with a friend I've already connected with.
Ginny ended up with her crush, Dean Thomas, Luna and Harry ended up together (which I think is quite adorable) while Ron was partnered up with no one else but Lavender Brown. Somehow, I ended up with the one and only Draco Malfoy.
Draco Malfoy, the Head Boy Ron hates. Draco Malfoy, my best friends' worst enemy. Draco Malfoy, the boy I've had a crush on since this morning.
Oh crap, I did not just say that.
Back to the story, instead of staying in a hotel room like the others, Draco and I got to stay in a wonderful villa. It's really pretty, and one day I'll take photographs of it. We don't have to share a room, or a shower either. That makes everything doubly good.
The two of us had a look around before I made some of my special ice-cream recipe. Draco had some too, and well... we umm...
The two of us kissed.
I have to be honest, he was good at it, and I really enjoyed it, which is crazy, but then, for some crazy reason, I broke away. It was because of something even more personal that the kiss, and I can't bring myself to write about it. But one thing I can tell you is, I'm so scared of making Ron angry.
I have to talk to Draco now. Umm... bye.
- Hermione