~10/12/01 *Thursday*
Dear Diary,
I don't know... but I had a
strange dream. I was dancing with someone and You-Know-Who came and
started using the Cruciatus Curse on me... Plus, it felt like I had
some connection with another who had this dream too.~
Hermione Granger sat there on her
bed, trembling and wet with cold sweat, writing in her diary.
~The weird thing was, I told
the person I love him, made love to him and never give up and all sort
of other things. I just don't know what to do. And the, the,
the stranger thing was... that my partner was.... Malfoy. I'm confused.
After the graveyard scene and someone trapped him inside the Death Eater
Circle to be given the Dark Mark. Could there be an answer?~
A gust of wind blew the diary over
and flipped open to a page that she reread.
~4/13/99
Dear Diary,
I am sooooo mad at Malfoy today
that I slapped him. He's just too much! I can't believe that
he could be such a heartless, insensitive git. I told him that he
was foul and evil. GOD! Was he annoying! I hate him!
Oh well. I have to go to class. Love, Hermione~
The gust of wind flipped it over
to another page again.
~11/19/00
Dear Diary,
Malfoy is such a pea brain!
I mean... Look, we had a fight in one of the corridors... and the spell
that he chooses to hits me with is something I could take real advantage
of! Really, give me fangs? Okay, I went up to M.P. (Madame
Pomfrey) and she reduced it, all right? I went just a bit more...
to normalize it... hihihihi... never thought I'd see the day that Draco
would be stupid enough to do that.
Do you think it's subconsciousness?
I seriously don't know why I put that word. Maybe,
The other day, I saw him with
Pansy. And he was very annoyed. I'd have to say... well he
looked kinda cute when he got annoyed. Ohhh... scratch that.
Didn't mean it. Ok. He does look cute...~!
Then there was another gust of wind...
she didn't even finish reading that diary entry, but at the last page of
her diary...
~8/31/97
Dear Diary,
There's a pale boy that I met
today. He's awfully cute. Never got the chance to know him
though. I thought he tried to act hostile toward me. He was
at Flourish and Blotts with his father... and boy was his father butt-ugly!
I learned that from an old friend.
She's from America. Came to my neighborhood and lived there.
I believe her name was-yes, was... I heard she died... I cried so much
after she did. Tried to erase all of the fun times we had.
I didn't want to know what happened to her. Death is horrible.- Anyway,
her name was Joycie Leia Lionheart. She told me of a man whom's name
was Lucius and that he was 'butt-ugly'... meaning he's soooo ugly.
Not the ugly that you could blame that for inheritance... but ugly that
you can't do anything about it! No matter how much magic and stuff,
not even a wish on a fairy!
Oh, about the boy. He's
about my age. I don't know if he will actually go to the same magic
school I'm going to. Well, I'm going now. Love, Hermione~
And a faint wind blew over the diary.
Then, Hermione realized that Joycie was talking about Draco's father...
when she was told about the man who was butt-ugly.
~9/1/97
Dear Diary, I'm afraid, but
the pale boy in Flourish and Blotts is Draco Malfoy. Don't know if
he recognizes me though. If he wants to play it that way... then
I will too. I dreamt of Joycie last night. She was an angel
in my dream... actually, an Angel Princess... as she would call it.
(The princess of the angels or fairies) Looks like she got her wish.
She also looked older in the dream. No, actually I saw her get crowned
with a tiara, yet she replaced that with a light/pale-blue flower surrounded
with white and red roses. She looked ethereal... and as she grew,
older and more elegant... about the age of 14 or so, the white roses rolled
down to guide her onyx and shiny hair along with the red ones. The
baby/pale/light-blue flowers... which I presume will be forget-me-not,
it's her mother's favorite flower, is still surrounded by white roses,
yet in less number on top of her head. The younger form of her...
about 11 gave me a two thumbs up.
I'm on the train off to Hogwarts
where I'll be learning about magic. And it looks like no one will
be messing with me. As far as I know, I have a lot of spells to cast
on them. Especially with a useful spell book I anonymously got-probably
from my parents... but they won't admit. I got my wish too... to be someone
who'll not be shunned away like I did before Joycie befriended me and for
a short time after she, well... not died anymore... more like disappeared
after. Okay, there goes Malfoy with his butt-ugly goons. I'm
going to see what they're up to. But, I have to tell you, that there's
this weirdly feeling I get when he's around. Shivering... like from
cold. Love, Hermione~
Then, the diary opened to the page
where Hermione thought she ripped the pieces off already. The first
time she ever has written with her best friend. But, it was still
there... as if it had not been ripped off at all. It's the page where Joycie
signed her name the day before she disappeared (Hermione recalled):
"Joycie Leia and Hermione Anne:
Friends always make it through the end. They have faith in each other,
and will always be there for each other. Friends always, forever
and friends are forever. 10/31/95"
"Everdearest
'Mione,
I
give you this diary to treasure and keep secrets in forever... like the
way we confide our secrets with each other. Remember me always...
I'll never forget you.
I
seem to recall you do not like fortune telling... let me give you one right
now, even if you don't take it too seriously. You'll meet a light-haired...
okay, maybe white-haired----- old man, just kidding, --- man who'll sweep
you off your feet... okay... more like Beast in Beauty and the Beast and
Prince Phillip in Sleeping Beauty combined... and be your knight in shining
armor. Love him, and whatever he's done to you... don't ever let
him go. No matter the consequences... your love for him, and his
love for you will never wilt away and will always come through, like our
friendship no matter what the future has in store for us all human beings.
This one will not be like the others. And, if you pursue your future
with this man, he'll be forever with you and you'll live happily ever after
and the ones who've turned away from you, will come out of their thick
heads.
Herm,
or 'Mione, friends and lovers alike are similar with lit coals and on fire...
together with another and each other, they burn and give warmth to others...
alone they die out. Hope the friendship fire within us never dies...
even when I'm gone at our old age.
Remember
me, friend. You're one of a kind, and even if there's someone who's
like you in the world... You're still the only you out there.
Always
here with and for you no matter what,
Joycie
Leia.~
Then, Hermione saw something written
backwards... she knew this is called Mirror Writing, she and Joycie used
this often. It must be read with a mirror, hence the name.
This one is in green and silver metallic ink... something she must've thought
to be only a decoration before.
~PS.
This light-haired man will be named after a constellation and the name
itself is in Latin.
Even when you don't know it,
he'll be doing you a favor by doing something rather quickly and not thought
off that you'll consider him as a pea brain.
He's going to be one of the strongest
and obnoxious at first people you'll meet in the near future. You'll
dream a dream with him (and he will dream about this too) on the night
you'll realize you loved and not hated him for the years you've been with
him. His last name might be "bad", but you'll change his "luck" and
"faith or fate" and lastly, his "deed"/s. I'll be right there beside
both of you when you do, and it's up to you whether you'll accept it, but,
I'll be there for you every step of the way, as the friend I am and always
have been. Only then you'll pay attention to this, once you've recovered
this... knowing you've ripped it when something bad happened and you wanted
to erase the memories. Also, one of your 'house mates' will not accept
this first, but he'll come around. He'll be the fifth one to come
around. You'll see soon.
I'll also be there the morning
after your 'realizations' and PLEASE BE MATURE ABOUT IT! You'll know...
And please don't breakdown and cry... I'm gonna have to cry too!
Let's be the Princesses we both want... I know you would want to be a Fairy
Princess... I've wanted the Angel one... and if you need to cry...
cry yourself to sleep so you won't do that in the morning.
Btw, sorry about not confessing
whatever magic you've learned I must have by the time you've read this.
You must be in 6th or 7th year at Hogwarts by now. If not, then...
I'll definitely be there... and did not see the future clearly enough...
must be the Twist of Fate. And sorry for not letting you know I'm
alive. I wanted you to be strong...
Princess Hermione Anne, I bid
you farewell... and I'll see you in a couple of hours...
Lovelots,
Joycie Leia "Dumbledore" Lionheart
Angel Princess
Date written: October 31, 1995
Dates you might be reading this:
October 5, 2002 or October 28, 2003~
Hermione broke down... and cried
herself to sleep, heeding her long, lost, bestfriend's words... realizing
now why she had the dream and who she felt the connection of her dream
with. And knowing who Joycie was talking about... Draco Malfoy.
As she slept, slowly her worries and discovery flew away from her mind,
as Zephyrus, the Wind, took Irianna, the Goddess of Serenity, to do her
task and take away the two student's worries and sadness during the night.
Along with Irianna, Memoria cast a spell over Draco Malfoy's, and Hermione
Granger's minds to partially and temporarily set their 'warning' dream
deep in the back of their heads.
