*I don't own Harry Potter or any of those characters, hmmmmm. Except maybe Draco. He's hot. Hehehe*

Journal,

Oh my god, Dumbledore loved my idea! I was so shocked. Ginny was there she can tell you also. Yes, the perfect way to tell Draco, that I still love him, though, I shouldn't after the way that stupid git treated me!

Ugh!!!! Now I am beginning to sound like Ron! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Ha!

Ron's just jealous Draco got me for so long, but now that I'm free, he's got a girl!! Life's sad ain't it? Ha!

Well, I saw Draco today, I went to potions. I had gotten my hair to frame my face in a bunch of tiny ringlets and my make-up just right. The only problem was I passed out, AGAIN! Yeah, so let me tell you the whole story.

So this morning, I got up and dressed to impress (I love that word. IMPRESS), thinking, "I'll show him, he'll be sorry he left me!" My hair was in soft brown ringlets around my face. For make-up I had a deep red color on my lips, on my cheeks I had a little pink color. My eye's had a silvery eye-liner on them. With black mascara, of course.

My robes were new and freshly pressed, these robes were unlike some of the others I own, and they clung to my, rather attractive, figure. You see, it's my seventh year and I did a lot of filling out between the summers between my fifth and sixth and even more between my sixth and seventh.

I'm head girl this year, Draco's head boy. Well I know I didn't talk about it much but I mean I was so hurt, I still am. I mean I have to share a common room with him; of course, I stay out of there as much as possible. Oh yeah, I am also part veela. My mother you see, ummmm, well I'll save that story for another time.

Where was I? Oh, yeah, well when I was dressed Ginny and I ran to see Pro. Dumbledore and you know what happened there. I skipped break feast to make sure I looked alright.

So, later after break feast was over Ginny, Harry, and Ron came and got me from the bathroom in Gryffindor tower, I refuse to use the one in the heads dorms. Ron was upset that I hadn't eaten, "again," he said. He says I haven't eaten for days now. Funny, I hadn't noticed food just doesn't hold any fervor for me! Besides, I don't think Draco would want me fat! I should lose some weight.

Ron gave me this big lecture about eating. Telling me it's bad not to eat! Then, Harry started talking about anorexia, which is a muggle eating disorder, where a person refuses to eat and the other one bulimia, which is where a person eats a lot and then forces themselves to vomit.

I said, "Whatever, could you please not talk like that? We are almost to potions and I don't want people to think there is something wrong with me!"

Ron and Harry both yelled at the same time, "THERE IS SOMETHING WRONG WITH YOU!!!"

I had just noticed Draco, along with, as usual, Crabbe and Goyle ahead of us. Draco glanced back and saw that they were yelling at me, his eyes widened.

I said, "Harry, Ron there is absolutely nothing wrong with me! So I skipped a few meals, so what? It was only a couple leave it alone!"

Suddenly, Harry said, "Oh, I see!"

I bursted out with, "YOU SEE WHAT?!?!?"

"Why you are doing this!"

"WHAT?!?!?"

"It's his fault, isn't it? You don't think your good enough, so you're doing something about it!!! I thought the talent show was a good idea but I didn't think you would resort to hurting yourself!!"

"WHAT." PANT. "ARE." PANT. "YOU." PANT. "TALKING." PANT. "ABOUT?!?" PANT.

My breathing had become more and more labored, my steps had slowed considerably. I think Harry and Ron saw the signs.

They both yelled, "'Mione!" and ran to my side. I saw Draco look back shocked, and then he started running back to me! Then, I blacked out. I don't remember any thing else. I didn't make it to potions, AGAIN!!

God, I am going to have to talk to Pro. Snape about getting lessons on my own to catch up!

Damn!!!!!! Draco must be laughing his fat arse off about this. About how that, "Mudblood, Granger passed out in the middle of the hall way." What a joke I am gonna be!!! He would say just that too. Even if he knows that I am not a mudblood, not that he cares!

God, I am going to stop writing, now! I'm gonna go and cry myself to sleep!!!!

Till tomorrow,

Hermione Granger