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A/N: Did you like the last chapter? Did you read the little note at the bottom? If you didn't you aren't allowed to read the next chapter! I know I can't stop you but lets just say the sandman will be paying you a visit the next time you lie down to a peaceful slumber! Mahahahah! Ok I flipped ::: Looks for Prozac:::
It was Saturday the next morning so Hermione didn't have to get up all that early but being that the day before had almost been wasted by the exciting finding of the diary and her lack of concentration she thought that it would be best if she got up early to catch up on work. Skipping breakfast (yucky synthetic meat like sausage and rubbery eggs) she headed to the library with all her books, notes and anything else she would need for a good mornings work. (A/N doesn't that sound like fun? Up at the butt crack of dawn to do homework.. ::: Offers Hermione her Prozac:::) Among other books, she also had Lupin's diary. She wasn't going to read anymore of it she promised herself as she saw in her bag while she pulled out her Potions book. She had found too much about Remus Lupin then she wanted to. Last night she had been entertained and mesmerized by his writing but now this morning she felt as though she had entered his private life. Almost as bad a voyeur watching a person from a hidden camera but instead through his very words. She stuck true to her word about not reading his diary or even thinking about it almost until lunch that day. She had gotten up to go once again the Arithmacy shelf in the library when she saw the small gap in the books where his diary had been. 'Why was his diary there in the first place? Did someone put if there recently or had it been there since his own school days? Of course, it couldn't have been there since his own school days. Maybe the Arithmancy section of the library was the most used section but surely, she wasn't the only one who used it often for homework. Some one should have noticed it.' She pulled a large volume that looked like it would help her with her homework and lugged it back to her table. She was fumbling around in the front pouch of her bag for another bottle of ink when the diary tempted her again. 'No Hermione! You have already read too much of his personal writing and reading more of it will just make you feel worse' That didn't convince her curiosity. She gritted her teeth because she knew that the little voice inside of her would never shut up unless she read some of his diary. She pulled it out, picked out a random page and started reading.
July 26th, 1974
Hello Diary. Today, just as all my other days at home during the holiday, is complete and utter BLAH. If someone was handing out trophies for boring and useless days spent at home, I would have a trophy case the size of Canada. Let me give you a sample of one of those days.
8:45am: Roll out of bed, scratch self (A/N hey he's still a male so even if its non-Remus like who cares?) 8:50am: Stumble to bathroom, wonder who that ravishing handsome young man is in the mirror, put contacts in (A/N Just pretend he has contacts) and find out I was looking at my cat. 9:03am: Go downstairs, get insulted by my younger brother, nail him in the midsections, get grounded for a week, and eat cheerios. 9:20am:Go upstairs, undress, walk around my room starkers trying to find a clean pair of boxers, find that they are all dirty, put on briefs, walk around room in underpants, try to find a pair of jeans that don't smell, Victory! I've found a pair, throw on an old white undershirt, put on old used socks and dirty shoes. 9:34am: Go downtown to the soda shop( A/N Yes he can still go there when he's grounded mmmmmkay?) Buy a Coke, read a leftover newspaper 10:25am: Get bothered by Mindy Kraus an 8-year-old girl, about if I have a girlfriend and what base am I on. Wonder what has happened to child minds, tell her that I haven't left the house to go to the game yet. 10:42am:Buy another Coke, read another newspaper 11:13am: Leave shop and go to the library. 11:19am: Get splashed by a passing car going through a puddle and hear someone yell out at me " Excuse me but do you have any Grey Poupon", Tell him no and continue walking. 11:23am: Arrive at library, find favorite desk, books, and sit and read. 12:00pm: Still reading 5:00pm: Get hungry, leave library, and walk home 5:30pm: Eat a wonderful meal made by my mother, burp, get yelled at and sent to room. 6:14pm: Write in diary. 6:48pm: Pull out my DADA book for the next year and read. 7:45pm: wander downstairs for more food. 8:30pm: Back to reading my various textbooks. 10:54pm: Receive letter from Sirius. Read all about his new "flame that burns his heart and warms his soul" get depressed about my lack of smoothness with the ladies. 11:23pm: Give up trying to form a conversation that would work with ladies in my head and go to the bathroom. 11:30pm: Can be heard singing in the shower 11:43pm: walk to room in a towel, still dripping because I forgot to dry myself. 12:01am: In PJs.(cough::::Starkers:::Cough) crawl in bed, sleep.
Doesn't that sound like fun? Well no, it's not. I Remus J. Lupin have officially the dullest life in the world during the holiday. I have no one to talk to, no girls to pretend that someday I might talk to, no trouble to get into with friends and no good magical books that Hogwarts library provides. Well since its 6:48 pm, I shouldn't break my schedule and read my DADA book.
Hermione smiled to herself. The thoughts that she had before about him being a little adorable were confirmed he was. She still felt so sorry for him. He must have had a tough life as a kid. Being a werewolf and all. He even said in her third year when the were in the Shrieking Shack he was terrified when he was at school that James, Sirius and Peter would leave him if they found out that he was a monster once a month. She never thought of him as a monster. Even when she told everyone in the shack about him being one she hadn't meant it in the way that it was a bad thing and a flaw against him. She just was caught up in the "heat of the moment" No, he wasn't a monster. The way he smiled and when he worked on grading a paper or something in class his shaggy hair would fall across his face giving him disenchanted look that nonetheless said he could be mischievous. 'Hermione what are you thinking about? Since when did you ever notice anything like that' She had caught herself quickly. She couldn't be thinking about her teacher in this way. She shoved the diary back into her bag and went back to working. Trying hard as she could not to think about the feelings she had just quashed. However, when she saw Lupin enter the library, head over to Madam Pomphry ask for something and sit on a stool next to her desk and wait for the book he asked for, she almost didn't breath. She tried to focus on her work but she really needed to see if his hair did fall into his eyes and make him look disenchanting. Yep they did, her stomach dropped as she saw this. He spotted her and gave a quick smile and a wink. She nodded and gave a half smile that she hoped didn't show that she was sick inside and turned back to her work. She couldn't work until he had left the library. She shook her head and thought 'Oh my Hermione. This isn't good. '
A/N hahahahaha Hermione has a crush! Haha but wanna know something? There is a reason why she found the diary! And it wasn't by chance!!! DO OYOU GUYS LIKE IT? PLS SAY YOU DO!!!!
A/N: Did you like the last chapter? Did you read the little note at the bottom? If you didn't you aren't allowed to read the next chapter! I know I can't stop you but lets just say the sandman will be paying you a visit the next time you lie down to a peaceful slumber! Mahahahah! Ok I flipped ::: Looks for Prozac:::
It was Saturday the next morning so Hermione didn't have to get up all that early but being that the day before had almost been wasted by the exciting finding of the diary and her lack of concentration she thought that it would be best if she got up early to catch up on work. Skipping breakfast (yucky synthetic meat like sausage and rubbery eggs) she headed to the library with all her books, notes and anything else she would need for a good mornings work. (A/N doesn't that sound like fun? Up at the butt crack of dawn to do homework.. ::: Offers Hermione her Prozac:::) Among other books, she also had Lupin's diary. She wasn't going to read anymore of it she promised herself as she saw in her bag while she pulled out her Potions book. She had found too much about Remus Lupin then she wanted to. Last night she had been entertained and mesmerized by his writing but now this morning she felt as though she had entered his private life. Almost as bad a voyeur watching a person from a hidden camera but instead through his very words. She stuck true to her word about not reading his diary or even thinking about it almost until lunch that day. She had gotten up to go once again the Arithmacy shelf in the library when she saw the small gap in the books where his diary had been. 'Why was his diary there in the first place? Did someone put if there recently or had it been there since his own school days? Of course, it couldn't have been there since his own school days. Maybe the Arithmancy section of the library was the most used section but surely, she wasn't the only one who used it often for homework. Some one should have noticed it.' She pulled a large volume that looked like it would help her with her homework and lugged it back to her table. She was fumbling around in the front pouch of her bag for another bottle of ink when the diary tempted her again. 'No Hermione! You have already read too much of his personal writing and reading more of it will just make you feel worse' That didn't convince her curiosity. She gritted her teeth because she knew that the little voice inside of her would never shut up unless she read some of his diary. She pulled it out, picked out a random page and started reading.
July 26th, 1974
Hello Diary. Today, just as all my other days at home during the holiday, is complete and utter BLAH. If someone was handing out trophies for boring and useless days spent at home, I would have a trophy case the size of Canada. Let me give you a sample of one of those days.
8:45am: Roll out of bed, scratch self (A/N hey he's still a male so even if its non-Remus like who cares?) 8:50am: Stumble to bathroom, wonder who that ravishing handsome young man is in the mirror, put contacts in (A/N Just pretend he has contacts) and find out I was looking at my cat. 9:03am: Go downstairs, get insulted by my younger brother, nail him in the midsections, get grounded for a week, and eat cheerios. 9:20am:Go upstairs, undress, walk around my room starkers trying to find a clean pair of boxers, find that they are all dirty, put on briefs, walk around room in underpants, try to find a pair of jeans that don't smell, Victory! I've found a pair, throw on an old white undershirt, put on old used socks and dirty shoes. 9:34am: Go downtown to the soda shop( A/N Yes he can still go there when he's grounded mmmmmkay?) Buy a Coke, read a leftover newspaper 10:25am: Get bothered by Mindy Kraus an 8-year-old girl, about if I have a girlfriend and what base am I on. Wonder what has happened to child minds, tell her that I haven't left the house to go to the game yet. 10:42am:Buy another Coke, read another newspaper 11:13am: Leave shop and go to the library. 11:19am: Get splashed by a passing car going through a puddle and hear someone yell out at me " Excuse me but do you have any Grey Poupon", Tell him no and continue walking. 11:23am: Arrive at library, find favorite desk, books, and sit and read. 12:00pm: Still reading 5:00pm: Get hungry, leave library, and walk home 5:30pm: Eat a wonderful meal made by my mother, burp, get yelled at and sent to room. 6:14pm: Write in diary. 6:48pm: Pull out my DADA book for the next year and read. 7:45pm: wander downstairs for more food. 8:30pm: Back to reading my various textbooks. 10:54pm: Receive letter from Sirius. Read all about his new "flame that burns his heart and warms his soul" get depressed about my lack of smoothness with the ladies. 11:23pm: Give up trying to form a conversation that would work with ladies in my head and go to the bathroom. 11:30pm: Can be heard singing in the shower 11:43pm: walk to room in a towel, still dripping because I forgot to dry myself. 12:01am: In PJs.(cough::::Starkers:::Cough) crawl in bed, sleep.
Doesn't that sound like fun? Well no, it's not. I Remus J. Lupin have officially the dullest life in the world during the holiday. I have no one to talk to, no girls to pretend that someday I might talk to, no trouble to get into with friends and no good magical books that Hogwarts library provides. Well since its 6:48 pm, I shouldn't break my schedule and read my DADA book.
Hermione smiled to herself. The thoughts that she had before about him being a little adorable were confirmed he was. She still felt so sorry for him. He must have had a tough life as a kid. Being a werewolf and all. He even said in her third year when the were in the Shrieking Shack he was terrified when he was at school that James, Sirius and Peter would leave him if they found out that he was a monster once a month. She never thought of him as a monster. Even when she told everyone in the shack about him being one she hadn't meant it in the way that it was a bad thing and a flaw against him. She just was caught up in the "heat of the moment" No, he wasn't a monster. The way he smiled and when he worked on grading a paper or something in class his shaggy hair would fall across his face giving him disenchanted look that nonetheless said he could be mischievous. 'Hermione what are you thinking about? Since when did you ever notice anything like that' She had caught herself quickly. She couldn't be thinking about her teacher in this way. She shoved the diary back into her bag and went back to working. Trying hard as she could not to think about the feelings she had just quashed. However, when she saw Lupin enter the library, head over to Madam Pomphry ask for something and sit on a stool next to her desk and wait for the book he asked for, she almost didn't breath. She tried to focus on her work but she really needed to see if his hair did fall into his eyes and make him look disenchanting. Yep they did, her stomach dropped as she saw this. He spotted her and gave a quick smile and a wink. She nodded and gave a half smile that she hoped didn't show that she was sick inside and turned back to her work. She couldn't work until he had left the library. She shook her head and thought 'Oh my Hermione. This isn't good. '
A/N hahahahaha Hermione has a crush! Haha but wanna know something? There is a reason why she found the diary! And it wasn't by chance!!! DO OYOU GUYS LIKE IT? PLS SAY YOU DO!!!!